Today wasn't a great day.
Church was over the top wonderful!
.... but getting there *sigh* it was the worst day with two kids I've has thus far.
I should be grateful that I got to sleep in (thanks to a wonderful husband keeping things under control). Getting up later than you anticipated means working twice as hard to get out the door for church.
Tawny screamed a horrible, neglected cry I've never even heard before :(
We were out of milk, so I ate my cereal with water in it.
I'm lucky I got to brush my teeth.
I put some makeup on in the car while I was driving.
When we all jumped in to leave, Ricky turned to me and said "Happy Mother's Day!"
I actually wanted to beat him up for being sarcastic... then I realized he always has the best intentions, so I took a deep breath and thanked him for trying.
We had some good laughs in Sunday school. As always, someone got off on a stupid unrelated tangent. Ricky and I snickered and told jokes about people walking into bars under our breath. We made faces at Tawny as she rolled around on the blanket and grinned.
In Sacrament meeting the speaker had a thick cowboy accent. He was suppose to be telling a touching story about a Mother who was hidden and rescued from trials. He said "He hit ‘er fer three months, after that she....." that was it for me. I couldn't stop laughing.
I got three carnations (in my favorite colors) from the bishopric, a bag of homemade chocolates that I helped make with the Young Women, a heart shaped box of chocolate from the primary kids, a few cards and a letter from Mandy P. She really makes my days special :) I'm so proud of the woman she's become.
I brought home some flowers and a few things for my mommy. I was really disappointed she was out celebrating somewhere with my dad. It was hard for me to be away from her today.
Ricky had to sleep most of the day. I don't always like having a husband on graveyard shift. It puts a damper on 90% of social events and makes it a little more challenging for our emotional needs to always be met. I wanted to spend time with him on "my" holiday. He said he plans to wait for another time this week.
I cleaned most of the day and tried to fold the mountain of laundry that's been eating me alive mentally for the last two weeks. Part of me felt so sad that I spent Mother's Day doing the work load of any other day. But, I suppose I chose that... since I didn't want to put it off for another day.
I might be starting to get postpartum blues? Tawny is 3 months old now. I'm noticing some weird moods, more lethargic than normal and I'm having a hard time springing back after something disappoints me. I'm sure some of it will be resolved with sleep. Some of it seems to be coming from a strange place in the back of my mind when the forefront of my emotions are very pleasant, which leads me to believe it's only chemical and nothing to worry about or dwell on. Time will tell I suppose.
I'm ready to start filling in my schedule again and get busy with the things I miss (scrap booking, gym, singing, theater planning, and so forth.)
I've been inspired by Tawny to interact with her more. She's staying awake more during the day and she makes some great little cooing sounds. I sure love her. Some days I think she's growing up so much faster than Lily did, sometimes I'm really grateful she's growing up slower.
Lily had a hard time getting along with a classmate in nursery today. For the first time, I felt deeply concerned for the trails she was having. I felt sorry she had a ruff day.
It's cool to have new experiences along with my kids as they grow and have different development styles.
Grateful that Heavenly Father allowed me to become a Mommy,
It's still been a fun day to reflect on the miracle of becoming a mom.
Katie
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