Mother’s Day

Today was my first Mother’s Day in the official capacity of a mother. No more of this “future mother,” or stuff like that. Now it is the real authentic, changing poopy diapers, spit-up stains, sleep deprivation motherhood that I have waited for for so long.

I was thinking about the saddest Mother’s Day I have ever had. Eight years ago I sat in Sacrament Meeting listening to talks about mothers and motherhood, and thinking of my own mother who had passed away eight and a half months previously. I remember crying and crying as I thought about and missed my Mom. The years passed, and most Mother’s Days I was in tears as I thought about my Mom. But time heals, and after a while I was able to think about my Mom with dry eyes. Then when I got married, I started thinking about becoming a mother myself. It wasn’t as easy as my Mom made it look, apparently, as kids seemed to pop up everywhere for her, but not so for me. Finally last year in September I received the greatest gift ever, my sweet daughter Rachel. Today I sat in Sacrament Meeting and thought about my own Mom, remembering her with love, and also thought about my new role as a real mom. This time my tears were tears of joy, and I think that today was the happiest Mother’s Day of my life (so far)!

I also got the movie Enchanted, which is just what I wanted! Jeff got me that, and Rachel got me the 20th Anniversary Collector’s Edition of The Princess Bride.