I’m still getting used to the idea. I’ve been referring to myself as a mom more often now, but since no one around here can actually call me “Mom” yet, I have to remind myself that Mother’s Day is for me too. Instead I spent my energy sending cards to all the special ladies in our lives–our moms, grandmas, step-grandma, and adopted grandma.
I woke up Sunday morning thankful to be able to sleep in till 7:30am. Stephen had volunteered to get up with our little early riser. I relished my extra time in bed, telling myself not to feel guilty because, after all, it was Mother’s Day. That’s about as far as it went though. It still hadn’t sunk in that Mother’s Day was for me.
So what did my guys do for me on my special day? Breakfast in bed? Flowers? Gifts? They gave me the best thing ever–themselves! Stephen washed a counter top full of dirty dishes so I could wake up to a clean kitchen. (For some reason, a dirty kitchen bothers me ever so much on a Sunday.) He poured me coffee, and he and Silas made a card for me out of computer paper and crayons. I love it! Their simple thoughtfulness sweetened my morning and told me that I was loved. Best of all it was a surprise since I wasn’t expecting anything. Mother’s Day is a new idea for me.
Speaking of being a mom, it’s still hard for me to believe we have another person growing inside of me. Oh yes, I know I’m pregnant. This relentless morning sickness has been a constant reminder, but I often forget that all that sickness means another sweet pea is developing into a child. It seems as though this nausea us easing up, so I can soon start enjoying the coming of this new addition.
Baby TicTac now has arms! I had my 10 week check up this past Friday, and saw those little arms moving on the ultrasound screen. Baby was doing somersaults, and I loved watching all the movement. TicTac is now 4cm long, and I’m over 1/4 of the way there. Woohoo! Long way still to go, I know, but I’m glad at the accomplishment.