This past Sunday, as you know, was Mother’s Day, and also my thirty-sixth birthday. It was pretty much as lovely as I could have wished for.
You also could say it started on Saturday, when I got to (1) take an impromptu nap on the reclining couch upon arrival at my parents’ house, while members of my family took my children outside to play, and (2) travel to Toronto, footloose and fancy(/kid)-free, get treated to dinner with my brother and sisters and Uncle D, and get treated to see Auntie Beth perform in a choir concert with Singing OUT.
Baby AB gave me my first Mother’s Day gift on Sunday by sleeping in until EIGHT a.m. before asking for mama-snacks. First time! WOOT!!
My children also gave me a new snazzy purple lunch bag as a gift (not at all orchestrated by my Hubbibi, who was offended by my old lunch bag which was slightly on the dingy side).
The rest of my birthday included:
- both of my immediate families, in full, plus one of my cousins and two of my aunts;
- the best weather we’ve had so far this year;
- lots of Facebook-friend love, and a call from my mom-in-law;
- brunch – is there anything better than brunch?? – and on the DECK, no less;
- a nap in the hammock;
- treats all day long;
- getting to fix one of my costumes with hardly any interruption;
- stories and playing and hugs and kisses with my living kids;
- quiet time to reflect on and remember the one I can’t hug;
- a family walk along the trail to the boardwalk (during which we thrillingly saw dogs, birds, frogs, bugs, snakes, AND a surprise geocache!)
- attractive gifts with which to adorn myself;
- a free massage from D (who is studying to be a naturopathic doctor and managed to give me more neck mobility than I’ve had in weeks);
- barbecued Portobello-Swiss burgers with tomato and avocado, followed by peanut butter cup ice cream;
- coming home to a very clean house, thanks to my Hubbibi.
It did not include:
- dishwashing (by me);
- meal preparation (by me);
- housework of any kind (by me);
- or a single diaper change (by me).
IT WAS AWESOME. I couldn’t ask for any more. Thank you, sweet family.