Mother's Day.
It's become a day of a bit of reflection for me.
It is still such a weird thing for me to accept that I am someone's mom. I feel like Mother's Day is for MY mom, and Ritamom, but not really for me.
But it is.
I am a mom. To two amazing little beings.
But I'm far from being the "perfect" mom. While it's always something I strive for, I think my imperfections sort of make me perfect, at least for my family. (now Eric may certainly disagree!)
I'm continually amazed at my ability to love more and more. For my heart to feel like it's bursting out of my chest and to breathe the experience of unconditional love on a daily basis. In that way, I know I'm perfect.
I've also come to realize that some of the most brave and courageous mothers know when to say when. They are able to reach out for help and don't hold any shame in such an act. The smartest moms realize they can't do it all by themselves and they shouldn't.
I know I've reached out. And you know who you are. Texts, emails, calls, conversations, whinings, etc. There's no way I do it all on my own. I need those shoulders to lean on.
And in realizing that, I think I'm sorta perfect.
I'm just an imperfect perfect momma.
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I hope you kissed, hugged and loved those mom's in your life. I know I did.
Ok - on to the pics.
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| Eric knows me so well. |
So I just whipped up another brunch. No biggie.
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| Just call me Martha, as in Martha Stewart, please. |
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| Someone wasn't very social in the beginning. Wanted to sit at her own table, solo. |
Avery and Grandma....
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| Aves is such a goof sometimes. |
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| Goodbye hugs as Grandma and Papa had to head back to Michigan. |
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| Avery saying her goodbye's |
Want a quick trip down memory lane? Here's our Mother's Day from last year. WOW. It's amazing to look back.
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