I think Mother's Day is really for those moms who have been there and done that. They don't have to run around in the morning looking for those shoes that have decided to get up and walk away at the most inopportune moment....like me. My husband had to preach that morning, so I had all four boys in the pew with me. I was all alone. Moms who have been there and done that don't have to worry anymore about keeping their kids quiet in church. Or, in my case, not noticing the fact that my two-year-old turned around, took the bubbles from the kiddie table behind us, proceeded to open it and spill almost the entire contents onto his shorts. The boy spent the rest of the service and fellowship afterward in just a shirt, a diaper, and tennishoes. Mother's Day is also not for those moms with little ones especially when every single restaurant in the world is packed full and has a waiting time of one to two hours. Yeah. That doesn't go over well with little ones. So, we moms of little ones are relegated to a)making dinner for everyone as usual, or b)having husband go fetch some food. I chose b. While he was out doing the fetching, I decided to call my mom and wish her Happy Mother's Day. While I was on the phone, I was also blissfully ignorant of the goings-on downstairs. After I got off the phone, I went downstairs to be greeted by three of my children's heads covered in chocolate syrup. Apparently, they thought it would be a good idea to make sundaes of themselves. They also decided to decorate with swirls all over the family room carpet. Well, since it was Mother's Day after all, I decided to have them clean up their own mess and then sent them off to bed. Later on, I was greeted with a couple boys with their own Mother's Day cards which I will definitely make into keepsakes. So, did I have a good Mother's Day? Well, let's just say it was eventful.
They instructed me to make sure I have a full bladder on arriving for my ultrasound. Ha. I almost laughed in their faces. Pregnant me plus a full bladder equals a disaster. On my son's birthday back in March, I had to drive all the kids home afterward. I had drunk a lot of water and couldn't believe I had forgotten what happens to me when I drink too much water with no bathroom nearby when I'm pregnant. I counted the minutes till I got home all the while breaking the law and speeding trying to keep in mind not to drive too recklessly screaming at the poky people in front of me. It brought to mind the very first time I experienced a full bladder as a pregnant woman. It was my first baby and my husband was in the Air Force. So, when we had an ultrasound we went to the Academy in Colorado Springs. They told me to drink an astronomical amount of water before I came. I did so and then we started out for the half hour drive to the hospital. By the time we were on the
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Well, let's just say that the main culprits received their well deserved red butts, albiet, not from their gracious mother. Daddy has a thing about carpets. A stain equals pain, that's my motto.
Andrew