This Mother's Day has been unique. One where I didn't obsess over the messy house and clean like a mad woman until I felt better...where I didn't feel the rush to get done some of the lacrosse work that I am so behind in doing...where I didn't feel bad about eating out and not making some sort of edible Sunday lunch.
Nope. Didn't do any of that.
Today I received a handmade card from my babies, which warms me more than any Hallmark ever could. After church we enjoyed a wonderful lunch at Isaac's, followed by my babes napping for over 4 hours, during which Hubby and I watched Julie & Julia again (thanks Sarah!) and I started to feel my writer's block diminishing.
And even though I am weepy today, and I cried several times at the drop of a hat, I'm beyond thankful for this low-key, no-pressure day.
I'm blessed to have Danae and Caedon here on Earth...my two beauties who give the sweetest hugs and kisses I've ever known.
I'm blessed to have carried Josiah for 32 weeks and held him in my arms for a short time, knowing that one day I will see him again.
I'm blessed to have a hard-working, dedicated, godly man for a husband who learns with me as we go.
And I'm blessed and thankful for my own Mama, who raised four children and loves each of us unconditionally.
Yes, this is a very blessed, bitter-sweet Mother's Day.