Sam and I were talking last night, and we decided that we should start celebrating my Mother's Day on the Saturday before. Having it on Sunday just isn't working for me. Sam has been in a bishopric four out of the five years that we've had children to celebrate with, so there's never a nice Sunday morning with breakfast in bed, him getting the kids ready, etc. He's gone before the kids are even awake most Sundays, and he's there long after church is over taking care of business. Yesterday morning was so stressful for me that I was in tears when Sam was leaving for his meetings. Emmitt has been up half the night for the last few nights so I was just going back to sleep when the sun came up Sunday morning. I should have stayed awake and gotten in the shower but I was too tired since this has been happening for the last few nights. The kids and I were embarrassingly late for church. I think it was the latest I've ever been. Other stressful things happened at church that I was just too tired to take in stride. Once church was over and I was at my parent's house things felt so much better. My dad made us dinner and Emmitt took a nap. I took Emmitt to the Dr. this morning, and just as I suspected, he has a double ear infection again. Hopefully he'll be feeling better soon. I need the sleep.
I love being a mother because children remind us how exciting the world is. They are great at showing us how to forgive and forget. The children are always happy to see me in the morning and they love me even when I am impatient and don't feel deserving of such love. I'm so thankful that these two are mine!
The best picture I got with my two little sweeties. Obviously, Em wasn't having it.
I've been trying to get into running again so Sam got me a new Nike watch that tracks how far you've gone and other stuff. It's a joint Mother's/Father's Day gift since we both wanted it and they're expensive. It will be nice to not have to drive around anymore trying to calculate new routes.
Emmitt made this for me in Nursery. I'm surprised he laid down long enough for them to trace him! Emmitt keeps us busy, but he has an infectious smile and endless curiosity about the world around him. He is such a tease and loves to pester Mila.
This was Mila's present to me. She told me on Friday she wanted to get me some flowers for Mother's Day. I bought these on Saturday, and then on Sunday morning I showed them to her and said, "Oh, Mila, thank you for the flowers!" She looked at me kind of confused since this was the first time she had seen them, then she covered so well and said, "They're for you Mom. Happy Mother's Day!" I love little Mila so much! My journey as a mother started with her, and she has been so patient with me as I've been learning on the job. She is the most encouraging child. She loves to tell people what a good job they are doing. Even me. Thanks Mila!
