Mothers Day

Today, was a good day.

A kiss on the cheek and a whispered 'happy mamas day' from sweet little lips woke me up. Promptly followed by 'mama I want cereal!' Todd took care of that, and whipped up some french toast and eggs. Mmmm. Todd surprised me with some sweet new kicks and a Nike dry-fit top.



We played and wrestled on the bed. Remy asked for multiple hugs and knew the exact right moments of when to say, 'I wluv you'. Somehow she really did know it was mother's day. We sat on the bathroom floor and did mani's and pedi's. Purple was the choice color of the day. Then we got ready and dressed for church. I laughed at Todd when he came into the bedroom and pronounced, 'it's a mother's day mustache!' Just what I've always wanted...



We snapped a few photos pre-church, making us a bit late, but worth it. I look a bit love drunk and maybe I was. I was also really happy! Yahoo for celebrating motherhood! :)



Following church, we had dinner at Jane and Towel's (Lyle's new name thanks to Remy who has a hard time with L's). Amazing food, great company. Then off to my dad's to wish Gaye a happy mother's day. Remy was so worn out by this point, she fell asleep on the way home. With Remy in bed, I took the chance to take a few flowers to my mother's grave. On the 19th this month it will be 8 years that she has been gone. Crazy.



I miss her.



I love cemeteries. I think I've shared this before, but I really do enjoy going to cemeteries. Oddly enough, they remind me of my mom. We took walks there often to see the owls that used to live in the big pines.



There is a certain calmness and peace in a cemetery. Especially in a very familiar cemetery. I've spent numerous evenings there, watching the sunset, or a lightening storm, even fireworks. It's become a contemplating haven for me. I always turn on some emotional and thought provoking music. For a long time, it was disc 2 of Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds live at Luther College. Good stuff... Tonight it was a new song I just got, and hadn't listened to the lyrics much yet. I played it 3 times and fell in love with it. Some of the lyrics somehow fit perfectly into what I was feeling.

Belief in the breeze,
The smoky morning haze...

The pain that comes today,
Is here, then goes away.

And we are homeward bound,
And I,
I want this more than life...

To touch something real,
Will help your wounds heal,
Like the sun on your face,
The dreams of starry nights.

And we are homeward bound,
And I,
I want this more than life...

I put the song at the bottom of the blog if you want to listen to it. It's good. So you should. Oh, and it's called More than Life, by Whitley.

So, it's been a great Mother's day. I hope all you mothers out there had a wonderful day as well. Someone at church asked me today if I felt guilt. It was an odd question and I said, why would I feel guilt today? She replied, oh, just because a lot of mothers have feelings of inadequacy after hearing talks about motherhood, thus feeling guilty for being a 'bad mom'. My reply was that today, I have thoughts of my mom and I miss her, and that I am incredibly blessed to be a mother myself. No sense in beating myself up about my mothering mistakes when really, it's just a blessing that God trusts me enough to raise one of his children. But then again I'm not raising a teenager just yet. I hope by then I'll have taught Remy enough to make good choices and I'll have no mothering regrets to make me feel guilt or inadequate. My goal from here on out will be to look back each Mother's Day at the past year and have no regrets. I'll see a million mistakes and a ton of days dealing with scared inexperience, but hopefully no regrets.

Happy Mother's Day!