May 9, 2010

The Mother of All Days

My third Mother's Day, and it was about as nuts as the last two. I was vomited upon (twice), and hence I declared, It wouldn't be Mother's Day without a little puke. Then, I woke James from his nap, only to discover he had craftily painted a small poop painting in my honor. Awesome, what a gift! Oh and the Avon lady (my husband) is back on the road to San Diego.

But what was great about today? Well, I got hand-crayoned cards from the kids, and I slept until 10:00, which is a small miracle. Although James will not actually relinquish the card he made to me, I can see from afar that it is quite lovely. Oh, and James stuck a Chiquita banana sticker on my nose and said, "Mommy, whatchoo doing now" about a hundred times, which always makes me laugh. Stella gave me two fantasic germ-spreading kisses right on the lips, and a slap to the eyeball, which was a little painful, but impressive and endearing. And the best part of the whole day: understanding that I have been immeasurably blessed with these two great monkeys who make me laugh, keep me on my toes (or knocked flat on my butt), and keep me very humble (and yes, a little teetering on the edge of crazy too....but who doesn't love a little crazy now and then?).

Today, I am thinking about the long line of moms in the world - what an amazing sisterhood, and I am in awe. All of us who have given birth or raised children have an understanding and comraderie that stretches beyond words and across time. While some days I think I might trade motherhood for a hot shower and a clean pair of pants...on days like today, I couldn't even trade the poopy diaper smell wafting in from the garage. Well, that's a downright lie. But you get my drift.

Happy Mother's Day. Thank you to all the wonderful moms in my life.... I love you all.

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