Happy belated Mother's Day to all the mommies that I didn't have a chance to greet yesterday! What a charge it is to be a mother. What a blessing it is to be chosen to be the vessel through which God brings new life. Being a mother is the absolute greatest joy of my life. It is also the hardest, most exhausting thing I have ever done. I try so hard to get this thing right and sometimes I feel like I do. There are other times, though, that I wonder if I know what in the world I'm doing! Ryan and Evan seem to love me anyway, though and that makes me happy.
I have to say that my fellas made me feel mighty special this past weekend. Friday was Parker family night out, which is always fun! My little fellas presented me with the sweetest card ever that they made at daycare. They were especially well behaved during dinner and ate like champs. My #1 fella was extra sweet and surprised me with a new iphone! Saturday was a busy day spent out and about running errands and relaxing at home. I only had one request for Sunday: please, please , please let's stay home for dinner! I wasn't up for the crowds Mother's Day brings and R & E are usually tired and hungry after service and not at all in the mood for waiting. The Peas and I came straight home and had an impromptu picnic in our family room! Our food of choice? McDonald's nuggets and fries, thank you very much! I take pride in feeding my kids healthy, homemade meals, but I am not above splurging on Mickey Ds every so often! After a long day in church we needed something quick and tasty, so we came home, got comfy, and I spread out a blanket so me and my little guys could have lunch together while we waited for Daddy P to join us. This was our time together. A few phone calls went unanswered for a short while, the iphone was put away, and I took that time to just be a mommy, uninterrupted, to my sons. Our morning had been hectic, I was a little (actually a lot) frazzled, and I needed that time to be reminded what Mother's Day is all about. It felt good to just be with my kids. I watched Evan discover the joy of dipping his fries into sweet and sour sauce, pried way too many french fries out of Ryan's over-stuffed hands, and was reminded that these are the moments that matter the most.
Daddy P came home and worked his magic on the grill. If my Sundays are long, my husband's are longer, and the fact that he made this special dinner for me even though I know he was tired did not go unnoticed. He's a good, good man. I think I'll keep him ;) In short, it was a great day. I'm so blessed to be Ryan and Evan's mommy!
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Cousin Betty says:
ReplyDeleteSeems like the Parker family had a great Mother's Day weekend. Yes, daddy P is a great man and you better keep him. And yes, the boys are so blessed to have you for their mommy, you are a wonderful mother to your children. I love the Parker family so very much and I don't want them to ever forget that.