I may sound cynical, but actually, I love mother's day. I have loved it since I was little, and looked forward to celebrating my own mom every year. As a kid I loved making homemade gifts, cards, and picking my mom's own flowers to make her a bouquet. As I got older it came to be about truly expressing to her how much I appreciated and loved her. Trying to put into words what she meant to me through adolescence and young adulthood.
Now as a mom myself, I really like spending this day with my kids. I don't want to escape to the spa, or have breakfast alone... I want to spend time with Bekah as she reads a book, and Charlie as she's just starting to laugh. I want to snuggle with my sweet husband and just soak in the love that grows and grows in my home.
I learned so much from my own mother. Like how homes that are full of books, and laughs, and crayons are the happiest ones. That sometimes the best gift you can give is your time and attention. That kids thrive when they are respected and taught the rules at the same time. I have learned so very much from my mom, and just hope to have the kind of relationship with my own kids that I have with her.
Thanks, mom. Thank you for teaching me how to be a good mom by your very loving example.
