Mother's Day

This is a very belated Mother's Day post, but I was traveling and this is the soonest I could get to it. And mostly, I just don't want to forget. It was such a good day. Nothing super extra extraordinary , but perfect. Chris made it special. He had donuts waiting when I woke up. I got to "sleep in." My past self would shudder to think that meant sleeping until 7:30, but alas, it did feel like sleeping in. After church we got falafel and enjoyed a nice long family nap. We skyped with both of our moms. We ventured into the city. We roamed about the Palace of the Fine Arts (it was freeezing!) and then got pizza for dinner. We didn't get to eat at my favorite spot, Pizzeria Delfina, and while the pizza we did end up eating was fairly terrible, all that matters is that I was with my little family. And of course, what's a trip to the city without ice cream? Smitten, once again, didn't disappoint and I ended my day happy.

Mother's Day can be so tricky with the heightened expectations. Children don't always cooperate on special days because they have no clue it's a special day. Plans don't always work out because of timing or the fact that your favorite pizza place happens to be most people's favorite pizza place. But this Mother's Day, I was able to roll with it. Chris was able to roll with it. And the kids mostly rolled with it.

I am just thankful. Thankful for the kids and for the husband that I get to share this life with. It's not perfect. We are often tired and grumpy and stretched thin. I dream of days when sleeping in meant 10:30 and when I only had to do laundry every couple of weeks. I sometimes long for more freedom and spontaneity. Sometimes the rats' nest of knots in my hair and the squishy, stretch-marked stomach and the fact that dabbing on concealer often constitutes getting ready for the day leaves me not quite recognizing myself. And yet, this journey of motherhood is a good one. It has moments of wonder and awe. It has moments of stretching and growing. It has moments you could burst with joy. I wouldn't trade it for the world.