Brian took good care of my first Mother’s Day with multiple surprises. Some smelled nice. Some looked nice. Some tasted nice.
We Skyped with my brother, who is on a two year LDS mission in Germany, and he chatted with Gus for the second time in his life. We went to church, enjoyed take-out Thai food to celebrate my own mom, then Facetimed with my mother in law.
Normally, the day’s festivities revolve around celebrating our own mothers. This year, though, I couldn’t keep from getting teary-eyed half a dozen times as I reflected on the past seven months of my own motherhood! I still can’t believe I have this unbelievably perfect gift Brian and I were given by the Lord so recently. The title of “mommy” is one I will spend my whole life trying to perfect, and I’m so humbled and honored that I get to take on that role!
As a new member of the mom club, I love the new perspective it brings to my world. I love how my life slows down a little when I have him in my arms. I live for his laughs. I melt seeing a little smile through crib slats every single time he wakes up. My heart has never experienced such happiness.
To have babies is to have a little bit of Heaven in your home. I know I only have so many years of Heaven being on loan before Gus grows up and moves out, and I want to make every second of that time count.
So, Happy Mother’s Day, Gus. Maybe we should have bought you gifts to thank you for making me a mama!
(I’m going to be a deranged mess on your birthday, baby boy.)
Here are the real Mother’s Day pictures, and these are the creme de la creme of like, 50. So.