Mother's Day

This year, all I wanted for Mother's Day was nothing. Just to sit on my laurels and do nothing, be nobody for anyone or anything except to be Mama to my Littles. And that is exactly what I got, and then some...
Yaya and I headed to Dallas Saturday night with Tiny and Tia to catch the opening of one of my favorite artists and very close and personal friend Roberto Munguia. Unbeknownst to me, Pompey and the two bigs had plans of their own...which I thought were lounging by the two backyard pools, one of which I brought home that morning from walmart tethered to the top of my suv and precariously blowing in the wind on 2 lane 114...but that is another musing...
So, I came home Saturday after art and indian food to a HUGE bunch of flowers that my little friends had chosen, amongst a ghastly amount of baby's breath which I love dearly for the way it smells, the way it looks, and especially its name...
Woke up Sunday, late at 715, while Pompey cared for the littles and they were making breakfast for me, sourdough english muffins with jam made by the constable's wife, the best there is!!!, Coffee...ahhhh...
And then the gifts!!
Now if you know me, you already know I adore any occasion in which I recieve presents. One, several, big or small. No matter. I love getting gifts. For whatever reason...As long as they are for me, I like them!
First, I got a bag from Notorious with a letter he wrote with the help of kindergarten teacher. Very very sweet and kindergartenesque. He also had brought me a seedling he had planted and had been tending. The best part was the card. He had drawn a picture of me. My hair, my color eyes, black dress (my fave!) and BLACK HIGH HEELS!! Also my fave...all on pink paper, you guessed it, my favorite. I am feeling kind of like Lilly and the purple plastic purse by this point...
Then I opened THREE metal tins from Brighton (YUM!!) with jewels and baubles. A necklace called picadilly with three hearts jingily dangling from it and a little yellow one off to the side. To me it represents my three littles and the hope for our prayed and longed for girl...
Then matching earrings, and a bracelet that has four frames on it, think of a locket but open and bracelet style...lovely and quaint...
And then, a striped multicolored scarf!!! Soft and flowy....so nice.
I was happy to say the least...Pompey cared for the littles all day. Did the diapers and backyard duty and gave me an awesome foot massage while we watched a dumb and cheesy movie during naptime.
It was a great mother's day and for the first time I wasn't taking care of everyone else and their mother and everyone who doesn't have a mother or wants to be a mother or....on and on...it felt great to just revel in BEING a mother. It is what I have always dreamed of doing, being, living. I have my dream job, I do work at what I am passionate about...I love having kids. Every minute and every aspect...and I am thankful and aware of the fleetingness of life and love and health. All the time. Too much so probably...but it keeps me humble and aware...knowing that they are only mine for a season and every day is precious...
Commit your ways to the Lord, trust in Him, and He will give you the desire of your heart...
This I know is true...