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Mother's Day

Mother's Day brings up so many things from deep inside of me.

First of all, to my mom.  She is amazing!  Today was the first mother's day since Y2K that I have gotten to be with my mother and I am so thankful that I got to wake up with her in my house!  She is wonderful!  She is the most selfless person I have ever met.  She is steady and diligent and caring and compassionate.  She gets it all done. . .I am always amazed by the things she gets done.  The best part is that she has become one of my best friends.  I love being with her.  I miss her so much each day and when we finally get to be together I feel complete.  I love my mom.  She is one of a kind.

Secondly, I think of my Gran'ma.  She's my dad's mom, but I think of her on Mother's day.  I love her more than I can say.

Thirdly, I think of my mother-in-law.  I really did gain a second mom when I married Andy and she is a wonderful mom!  She is happy and positive and funny and loving!  I have a fantastic mother-in-law and I am so thankful!

Fourth, I think of me.  I'm a mom. . .my five amazing kids made me a mom (I guess, technically, Hays made me a mom).  Today was the best Mother's Day.  My three littles gave me the cutest hand made gifts that they made in school.  I got a painting from Gabby, a pencil box from Dax and a recipe book from Tiki.  Then this morning I woke up to the mother of all Mother's day gifts.  Andy (and the kids) got me a family sized tent with a box of graham crackers, marshmallows and chocolate.  That was such a wonderful surprise!  I love camping with the family and I'm so excited for our family tent!  We are going to make some super memories!!!  I also got a dozen roses from Hays.  And as if that wasn't all perfect, I woke up to a note on my computer from Lesley to push "play" for a Mother's Day video.  It was perfect!  She had the kids saying all kinds of wonderful things about me.  It was dear and sweet and funny and just perfect.  Hands down this was my best Mother's Day ever!

And lastly, I think of Tiki and Gabby's tummy mommies.  I think of them because I want them to know, somehow, that their darling babies are fine.  They are loved and they are thriving.  I want them to know that I think about them almost every day.  I don't know where they are or what they are doing or even if they are alive, but I just want them to feel a warm feeling knowing that their babies have a place they can call home.  I don't know.  I just know that today (like many other days), I think of those two women in Rwanda and I know that we are connected somehow.

So. . . Mother's Day.  It was a TEN!  I'm so blessed to be surrounded by fantastic mothers and I am so thankful that five littles call me "Mom" or "Mommy" or "Mama!"  I am blessed and thankful! 

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