A Girl’s First Mother’s Day

I  experienced my first Mother’s Day last weekend, and, I have to say, I like this holiday.  I’ve never felt unappreciated or unloved throughout the year, but the results for being a mother on this particular day worked completely in my favor.  For example:

Mothers Day 2

 

This would be the largest steak I’ve ever seen in my entire life.  This steak is so large, it could offend a vegetarian.

See those vegetables on the plate?  Asparagus, mushrooms, AND peppered BACON chunks.  Husband’s concoction of which I was all-too-happy to test.

While Husband created this culinary masterpiece, he told me and I quote, “I don’t want you to do anything today but enjoy our son.”  What?! No laundry? No dishes? No cooking or cleaning?  BEST. DAY. EVER.

After lunch, I took a nap.  A NAP!  The best part?  I woke up on my own! Husband, his mother, and Blue went outside to swing.  (So sweet!)

Then, Blue decided he wanted a nap.  This is how he fell asleep:

 

Mothers Day 4

 

~<3~

 

When he woke, Husband wanted to read him a story, and I was able to photograph these great images I will cherish forever:

Mothers Day 5

 

Mothers Day 3

 

OH AND THEN… I got presents!!!

 

Mothers Day 1

AND

Mothers Day 6

 

Not to mention the sweet, reaffirming words and spontaneous hugs from my Other Half that reminded me that I am exactly where I belong.  In this family.

I’m humbled and amazed.  Thank you, Husband, for loving me so well.  Thank you, Blue, for being happy and healthy and such a cool kid.

Finally, thank you, Readers, for allowing me to gush to you about the Best First Mother’s Day to ever happen.  I have a lot to live up to on his first Father’s Day.  Any suggestions to make it just as special as he made my day?  I need all the help I can get!

~<3~

Mea

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