It feels so strange. I almost don't want anyone to make a fuss over me. I mean, Mother's Day is for my mom. I just told Steve I don't want to cook and I don't want to change the monster poop that is due. I think that sounds like a pretty good Mother's Day. I think Mother's Day will be especially great when Lucy and her siblings learn to say it and make toast for me. In the mean time, I want to just be thankful for this sweet little girl, even at 5 a.m. (you couldn't pick today to do one of your awesome 8 a.m. wake ups?). And I want to take a moment to appreciate my own dear Mother. She is such a wonderful, beautiful woman--my best frend! One of the coolest things ever is that she got to be there when I became a mother. I will always remember seeing her start to cry when Lucy was born, and the way she cuddled her in the middle of the night so I could sleep that first week. I love you, Mom! Your card was so beautiful.
And a big thanks to Ms. Nomer for her gorgeous card! I feel loved!
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