Reflections on Mother's Day

Although Mother's Day was a couple of weeks ago already, this momaholic would be quite remiss if she didn't have something to say about this 'dream' holiday. This is how mine went.

Sunday. Mother's Day. Woke up at 7:00 am (my choice), made some fresh coffee and decided to go to 10:30 mass (got to get that special Mother's Day Blessing - no really, there is one). While sipping my coffee, I was greeted by my handyman husband who blew in from the backyard, acid-washing our drained cement pool, a project so monumental you can't even get the pool campanies over to do it at this time of year. My husband's greeting was "Happy Mother's Day - don't expect to see me today." Okay, picture this delivered by a husband wearing rubber boots to his knees, rubber gloves, a yellow ski jacket and a gas mask. Yes, a real gas mask. You get the picture. Now, where were we? Church. Yes, I did get the Mother's Day Blessing. Now that's bang for the buck.

Back at the house. My girls had the baking and cooking well under way. Luke needed exercise, but who had the time to take him for a walk? The kitchen was a hot mess. My Mother's Day was unraveling before my eyes. My girls knew it, and to the rescue, presented me with my gift. A gorgeous straw tote/purse with gold leather trim. A beautiful extravagant gift that I would never have splurged on for myself. I knew deep down I probably wouldn't use it. As lovely as it was, it was just too big for me. Girls, I hope you weren't insulted, I love it but it's just not me. My boys came in each holding a bunch of hydrangea; one white, one blue. Very impressed that they remembered its my favorite flower. Very sweet.

The rest of the day turned out nice, saw my Mother, Father all my sisters and their families. Came home, put on my PJ's and fell into a comatose sleep.

In retrospect, maybe my Mother's Day didn't have all the bells and whistles. I'm not complaining, just matter of fact. It wasn't the best one, but not the worst one either. One thing I know for sure though is that I am one lucky mom. I have great kids, and they each wrote a heartfelt note to me in their cards that I will treasure forever. Having them home with me and having my own Mom, is really all it takes to make a Mother's Day for me. Rachele, Kristin, Charles and Jamey, thanks for making me a mom - love you tons. Love you too Mom. XOXO