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Mothers Day as a single mom
Posted by: | CommentsMothers Day as a single mother is a holiday unlike any other. Especially when you have a young child.
I am assuming most of you woke up to breakfast in bed. Maybe your spouse and children presented you with gifts and hugs and kisses. Maybe he got the kids ready so you could curl your hair or shower. (a rarity in motherhood)
My day goes a bit differently.
I woke up to child begging to play Wii. I reminded him that he was supposed to wish me a Happy Mothers Day. He happily obliged…and then turned on the Wii.
Of course I got a gift from my small child. A very expensive gift I picked out and purchased just for me. (he gets me the BEST stuff)
This afternoon we are going to lunch together. Me and him. Mother and son.
This is how the conversation prior to leaving shall go:
me: Get your clothes on!
him: WHERE ARE WE GOING?!
me: to lunch
him: With who?
me: me and you
him:….noone else? by ourselves?
me: yes, get dressed
him: I DONT WANT TO. I DONT WANT TO. I DONT WANT TO.
me: ITS MOTHERS DAY
I love everything about our crazy day. Some might find mothers day of a single mom to be a bit too narcissistic. Buy your own gifts, take yourself out to lunch, remind your children how much they love you, and just how greatful they are. Take a handful of mother son portraits (with my arm directly in front of us). However, I bask in this day. Any day I can remind someone of how important I am and buy myself nice gifts is a day for me!
Happy Mothers Day!
Friday Night Fun
Posted by: | CommentsI became a mother very young. I remember holding my newborn and watching my friends get ready to go out for the night. I remember them putting on their makeup and dolling themselves up with makeup while I dreamed of the day I could shower again.
At some point in the past years things have changed. I no longer watched my friends being young in envy. I became content in the security and love that filled my life.
It is Friday night. I am sure many of my friends are getting ready to head out on the town. Do you know where I am?
I am baking cookies with a pretty happy little boy.
and there is nothing you could say to convince me that being young and wild is better than this.
This is the best Friday night I have had in a long time.
And chocolate chip cookies are the perfect ending to a day stuck in bed with the flu.
