Just a quick weekend note:
We found ourselves nestled between pillows and blankets while Disney movies played in the background. William peacefully slept, while Krysta softly breathed in a slow slumbering rhythm in my bed. I didn’t intend for the past two weeks to pan out like it did; I had every intention of finishing the kid’s portrait, starting a new painting, and de-cluttering baby toys. But life threw us a curve ball and it hit us hard with fevers--no runny noses, no coughs, just fevers that went hand in hand with zero appetites, drained energy, chills, and aching bodies. It was painfully awful, the sickest we’ve ever been. And just when I thought it was over, the flu crud turned its ugly head, boomeranging back and whipped me out.
I wouldn’t wish this amount of exhaustion and pain even on my worst enemy, but I must say it’s nice to be needed. To be the one my kids run to, the one that they rely on and turn to when they need to be held. I’m their mom, and I love that.
We’re now healthy and happy and I love that too.
Today is Mother’s Day, and while some say it’s the hardest job in the world, I say, it’s not a job but a way of life, it’s the most heart filling, soul satisfying way of life-- of bringing a little life into this world, and guiding, loving, and nurturing that life to grow and sprout into something amazing.
I’m so honored to be Krysta and William’s mommy. It’s truly the most amazing experience any girl could dream of. Through their eyes I’ve grown and learned so much about myself, I see the person that I want to be. Because of them, I’m a better me.
Thank you Krysta and William for making me a mommy; and Ron for giving me the opportunity to be a mom and for traveling down this road of parenthood together.
I hope all of you Mama’s had a fantastic Mother’s Day,