Mother's Day

Yes indeed, I felt "predee" and special all day long.

Sure do love this holiday.

My children drew sweet cards, and made certain to hug me once an hour.

The men in my life (husband, dad and brothers) went the extra mile too.

We ate quiche, pastries, fruit, and cheesecake. oy!

I gave my mother some little pretties to pamper herself,

and finished off the day by reading Sheri Dew, "Are We Not All Mothers?".

She gave this address when I was in college.

I remember walking to the Marriot Center with my roommates,

and listening to this amazing message.

She said,

"Motherhood is more than bearing children...It is the essence of who we are as women."

I feel that deeply.

But speaking of bearing children, one more day until we find out if painter #4 is a boy or girl!!

(and in case you think my motherhood experience is all peonies and cheesecake, you might enjoy the fact that 30 minutes ago I changed a leaky diaper full of unspeakable grossness

...that got on me, carpet and clothes...

belonging to a screaming two year old. I'm taking it all in stride.)