Today I celebrated my third Mother's Day. What a blessing that I am able to celebrate this day and to celebrate it with such a wonderful husband and amazing son. Cyrus has absolutely turned into this incredible child who is full of wonder and excitement and looks at each moment of each day as a new adventure. He has totally and completely stolen my heart and I thank the heavens above for choosing me to be his mother. It is my pleasure and my joy to raise this child and though he is growing up so fast, too fast really, he is still my baby and I cherish these moments with him. Sometimes he tries so hard to be independent and do everything himself, and then in the next moment he will crawl up into my lap and whisper to me that he is still my baby and that he loves me, it absolutely melts my heart. Being a parent is hard, it is truly hard work. I find myself questioning my parenting decisions daily and wonder if I am giving him enough attention and if he feels adequately loved. I am certain that all parents feel this way and when I watch my son play, I can tell that he is adjusted well and he is confident and feels loved. That is all that i can ask for. He is my daily reminder of the beauty and sacredness of life and I am grateful for the reminders to slow down and cherish these moments.
I woke up today to the pitter patter (I love this sound) of Cy's little feet on the hard wood floor. He came busting into the room to say good morning. He has only just recently started to leave his room on his own when he wakes up. He used to call to us from him room to see if it was ok to get up, and then he figured out he could just come on out and he's been doing it ever since. It's adorable when he rolls in with his crazy bed head and asks me to move over and make room for him between me and Brad so he can snuggle a bit. I love it;)
Brad told him to go grab the stuff from under the Giving Tree so he buzzed out and came back carrying 2 cards and a Crazy Creek camping chair. As outdoorsy as I am and as much time as I have spent camping in my life, I have never owned my own Crazy Creek and B decided I needed one for our camping adventure this summer. I am psyched. So cool. They also got me these wonderfully hilarious cards filled with words of love and affirmation, such a sweet moment.
For Mother's Day today, I asked B to come to church with us. He never goes, which is fine. It's his choice and certainly not something I am going to force on him, but I did want him to come today and he gladly came. It was a good service I thought and he said he liked it as well. Does that mean he's excited to come back, probably not, but that's ok too:)
After church we went to lunch with my parents to Apollo Grille which was delicious. We zipped home after that to put Cy down for a nap. I sat out on the porch in the sunshine for the whole afternoon while Brad went kayaking on the river. It was a glorious day! We finished off the afternoon by meeting the grandparents at Sweet Frogs, yum. It was a fabulous weekend and we are on the countdown now at school. The energy is different and I can feel it, so can the kids. Summer is coming!
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