Well this 3 day weekend is wrapping up and it has been very laid back yet surprisingly productive. Ball season has wound down so my schedule is clearing up significantly! Friday evening we attended Makayla's end of the season t-ball team party. It was a pool party, she had an awesome time and left with her very first trophy. She got a medal for biddy-ball but she's been anticipating an actual trophy for some time now. I'm happy to report as soon as we walked in the door it had a nice new home on her shelf right next to her team photo!
Saturday there was absolutely nowhere I had to go which was so nice since it's been months since there's been nothing on the agenda. I took advantage of this by giving my house some attention. Bathtubs/sinks/toilets scrubbed (yuck), furniture moved and vacuumed under (I think I found enough crayons to make a whole new box), couch steamed, all rugs & bath mats cleaned and then I tackled my biggest challenge...Makayla's room. It's amazing to me how much stuff a person who has been alive for less than 5 years has accumulated! I try to stress that everything has a place and should be kept there but she seems to think that place is the floor and all things belong there. By the end of the day everything was clean...even the dog got a bath!
Sunday we went to church, came home and did some laundry then Mak, Bailey (the dog) and I headed to the park where we were able to meet up with the hubby. His hours and days off allow no time for family fun on the weekends so this is how we improvise! Today has been pretty laid back. We washed my car earlier and now we're just "chillaxing" as my step-daughter would say!
Now it's time to plan the summer calendar and more things seem to keep popping up so I'm glad we had a few days to relax.Tomorrow I go back to work and Mak goes back to school for her last day. Then she's out for the summer and back to daycare. Swim lessons will be in a couple of weeks, I'm trying to plan a trip to visit my grandmother in Hot Springs, family reunions, camping for the girls with their grandmother...and of course we have to find some time for my husband to take off so we can hit the lake (my favorite summer activity)!
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Happy Mother's Day!
So Mother's Day weekend is winding down and it was busy as usual. This morning Makayla woke me up bright and early, eager for pancakes and to show me my Mother's Day presents. She didn't even feel that waiting on her sister to get up was necessary. We did, however, wait for Kaitlyn and when she got up (only 5 minutes later!) I opened a beautiful "#1 Mom" locket with matching earrings and a heart shaped plaque that reads "Mom, I love you more each day". Such sweet girls I have! I'm truly blessed to have them.
My relationship with my own mother is a bit more complicated. We're not the mother and daughter who are best friends and do everything together. We've never been what you'd call "close" I guess and for the longest time it really bothered me. It wasn't until I became a mother myself that I realized nobody will ever love you the way your momma does. Maybe we don't see eathother very often or talk every day but at the end of the day she's my mother and I love her. I do wish at times we were closer but it is what it is. I know a lot of people who've lost their moms and I know how lucky I am that mine is still here. Thinking about that makes me realize I shouldn't take that for granted.
She and I are very different, we like different things, have different priorities and sometimes the common ground is just difficult for us to find. Now that I'm older though I look back and have a new respect and appreciation for her. When she was my age, she was a divorced single mom raising 3 kids and going to school. She did the best she knew how. I can look at her now and just feel love for her and accept that even though we may not be as close as other mothers and daughters, that mother-daughter bond is still there and always will be.
As a mother myself, I do want to have that close relationship with my own daughter. I want her to feel that she can come to me no matter what and always talk to me. I love her unconditionally and I don't think you can even understand that concept until you become a parent. From day one this little person counted on me for every single need she had. She's getting older now (almost 5) and she's already wanting more independence. She can do so much for herself now so when I do get to do things for her it makes me feel needed. I know the older she gets, the less I get to do so I'm holding on to all of these little moments. I have a box full of pictures she's drawn for me, a drawer full of keepsakes and a book full of memories.
One day she's going to be a mom herself and I hope that everything I'm doing now will make her a strong, caring and compassionate woman who will teach her own children the same. When we first brought her home from the hospital I would just hold her for hours and couldn't believe God had put me in charge of this tiny little person. People said I was going to "spoil" her with all the holding but I didn't care...I just couldn't put her down! I hope she always knows how deeply I love her and how nothing could ever change that love. My own mother used to tell me that and I just couldn't fully grasp it until I was a mom myself.
I had lunch with my mom today and we're to a point now where I don't feel like I have to try and make small talk or try to impress her. We're in a place where we're comfortable. We ate, we gave her her gift, hugged, said good-bye and "I love you". And that's finally enough for me. No need to try to make it more than it needs to be. It just boils down to the fact that despite our differences, that love is there and always will be. So to all my fellow moms and step-moms and the moms to be who get to experience this amazing journey called motherhood: Happy Mother's Day!
My relationship with my own mother is a bit more complicated. We're not the mother and daughter who are best friends and do everything together. We've never been what you'd call "close" I guess and for the longest time it really bothered me. It wasn't until I became a mother myself that I realized nobody will ever love you the way your momma does. Maybe we don't see eathother very often or talk every day but at the end of the day she's my mother and I love her. I do wish at times we were closer but it is what it is. I know a lot of people who've lost their moms and I know how lucky I am that mine is still here. Thinking about that makes me realize I shouldn't take that for granted.
She and I are very different, we like different things, have different priorities and sometimes the common ground is just difficult for us to find. Now that I'm older though I look back and have a new respect and appreciation for her. When she was my age, she was a divorced single mom raising 3 kids and going to school. She did the best she knew how. I can look at her now and just feel love for her and accept that even though we may not be as close as other mothers and daughters, that mother-daughter bond is still there and always will be.
As a mother myself, I do want to have that close relationship with my own daughter. I want her to feel that she can come to me no matter what and always talk to me. I love her unconditionally and I don't think you can even understand that concept until you become a parent. From day one this little person counted on me for every single need she had. She's getting older now (almost 5) and she's already wanting more independence. She can do so much for herself now so when I do get to do things for her it makes me feel needed. I know the older she gets, the less I get to do so I'm holding on to all of these little moments. I have a box full of pictures she's drawn for me, a drawer full of keepsakes and a book full of memories.
One day she's going to be a mom herself and I hope that everything I'm doing now will make her a strong, caring and compassionate woman who will teach her own children the same. When we first brought her home from the hospital I would just hold her for hours and couldn't believe God had put me in charge of this tiny little person. People said I was going to "spoil" her with all the holding but I didn't care...I just couldn't put her down! I hope she always knows how deeply I love her and how nothing could ever change that love. My own mother used to tell me that and I just couldn't fully grasp it until I was a mom myself.
I had lunch with my mom today and we're to a point now where I don't feel like I have to try and make small talk or try to impress her. We're in a place where we're comfortable. We ate, we gave her her gift, hugged, said good-bye and "I love you". And that's finally enough for me. No need to try to make it more than it needs to be. It just boils down to the fact that despite our differences, that love is there and always will be. So to all my fellow moms and step-moms and the moms to be who get to experience this amazing journey called motherhood: Happy Mother's Day!
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