May 9, 2010 Mother's Day.

I've had the same morning routine for years. Wake up. Make coffee. Shower. Sit in my red room known as the office with hot mug in hand, "check" my Facebook and my Yahoo mail, and then, time permitted, play some mindless online game for 20 minutes before heading off to work. Some people have Yoga. Some go jogging. Some read the paper. This is what I do. And it's my time. My time.

     The past five months have been a blur, needless to say. However, with some arranging and finagling, I have managed to still honor this tradition on most days. This morning, I still had my time (without any game, however) but it was a little different. Alice awoke at 6am sharp. As did I. Made the coffee. Check. But this time, I had my hot mug in one hand and my beautiful baby in the other, and we sat on the blanket and read the literary masterpieces of Clip Clop and Splash! and then proceeded to play with Froggie, Lamb and Caterpillar for the next hour. Screams of delight and gummy smiles filled our little living room and it was a nice change of pace from my old daily ritual. For the first time I really felt Mother's Day.

     This is not to say that I never appreciated Mother's Day. Let me say that I have been preceded by quite a few phenomenal women in my life who really helped me understand what being a mother means. I have been so fortunate to have a fantastic mom who has been more than willing to give me what I've needed throughout the years to become what I am today. She has taught me how to be polite to strangers, how to set the table (correctly), how to balance my checkbook, how to dress myself (well, she tried, anyway), how to keep the peace, how to shave my armpits...she has been my confidant, my go-to person, my friend, my teacher, my math homework tutor, my discipliner, my financier, my soft place to fall. If ever I didn't understand the love my mom has for me, I do now. Naming all the things she has done does not even come close to describing how special she is, just being her. My mom.
     And I can't let this go without mentioning the love and appreciation I still have for my dear grandmother, Me-me. I miss her dearly as I know we all do. Without her, where would any of us be, anyway. This is a tribute to my Mom, Me-me, Ma-Mick and all the mother figures in my life, I have so much love for you all!






H A P P Y    M O T H E R 'S    DAY  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!