Don't feel sorry for me, though! - I had lunch AND dinner in bed instead!! LOL
After church, the kids told me I could go take a nap, read a book, or do whatever I wanted - I just had to stay out of the kitchen for the whole day. They served me food at meal times and, for the rest of the day/evening, I just relaxed and lounged with my variety puzzles magazine and pinterest boards. It was HEAVENLY.
What's cool, though, is that this queenly treatment wasn't my only Mother's Day this week! I had another earlier this week.
Last Monday morning, when I hadn't really gotten enough sleep the night before, I was trying to sleep in. So, of course, bright and early, my 5-yr-old comes in and puts his nose really close to mine to wake me. (He's very quiet, but somehow this works every time!) I pretended not to wake up (please tell me I'm not the only mom who does this!!) and he eventually gave up and crawled in beside me and went back to sleep. Ahhhhhhhh.... it was so nice and snuggly...
for about 5 minutes. My 4-yr-old, who's not nearly so subtle, came in next and poked me sharply in the cheek saying "Wakey time, Mom!" No feigning sleep with this one - he's persistent, to say the least, so instead I convinced him that his poor big brother :) was still very sleepy and that he might just want to climb in and sleep a while longer with us. He did climb in, if a little reluctantly, and we tried to sleep.
After the ...
Elbow in my stomach
Knee in my armpit
Hair in my ear
and Surprise Head Butt,
little man exclaimed, sooooo sadly, "But Mom, we just can't sleep!" (Funny since his brother was lying there snoring.)
"Really?" I asked. "What's wrong?"
Putting on his most pitiful look - and I mean seriously, undeniably sad - and wrapping his arms around my neck, he nearly mourned out loud, "You forgot to read us a story last night." Oh, the heartbreak!
I tried not to laugh, hugged him and his brother (who had of course been awakened by the great LAMENT,) and told them to run and choose a story. And while they were off about it, I had one of "those" moments. I was so grateful for my family, for my children, for my relationship with them and opportunity to serve and teach them. I was even grateful that it was "wakey time." I thought what a great thing it is to be a mom and how EVERY day is like mother's day if I let it be.
And, after sitting there theorizing that I'd probably have to read "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie" yet again, I knew it was providential - a little love note from God - when, instead, they brought my favorite "mommy love" story to snuggle down and read together.
"Happy Mother's Day to me," I thought!!