I'm (mostly) back from the land of the sore throat/yucky gross drainage. So attractive. Or not.
And even though I sound like an 80 year-old smoker, I feel much, much better.
Which is good, because I've learned that I am slightly cranky/irritable when I am sick. And by learned, I mean, John has been nice enough to point it out.
(But really, he's been getting up with AG first thing in the morning for the past 4 days, so we will overlook this.)
Mother's Day was great, even though I was really sad to be sick. I came downstairs to find this:
Which quickly turned into this......
(Mmmmm, paper. SO tasty.)
John said that AG convinced him an Anthropologie gift card would be just the thing to celebrate with. Um, clearly. She knows me well.
So, many of you who read this know that I'm adopted. And even though she didn't give birth to me, my adopted mother is, without a doubt, my "real" mom. Twenty-eight years ago, she opened her heart to a little girl who wasn't biologically hers, and never stopped loving me. No matter what. I am so thankful for her, and I know that I would not be who I am today without her.
I also know it's pretty likely that she's crying right now as she reads this. I love you so much!
I also have a fantastic mother-in-law....I am so thankful for her commitment to raising sons who love Jesus, and love others. John would not be who he is today without his mother. And who he is just happens to be pretty great.
(Can you tell I just found a whole bunch of wedding pictures? Apparently six years ago, I used to have a tan.)
Obviously, I need to mention my little bug, monster, presh, who has made me a mother today too.
I am humbled, in awe, and frankly, still scared to death by the privilege of being your mom! Please forgive me for the mistakes I am quite positive I will make. And know that I will love you completely and without reservation for the entire rest of my life.
(I think my cold medicine is making me mushy. My apologies.)
Happy belated Mother's Day!