Today I know I am a mom because I'm so tired and so happy. I woke up to the sound of giggles from my kids, even though my wonderful hubby hopped out of bed early to try to keep them quiet just a little bit longer for me. They had a pile of homemade presents for me -- a traced footprint with silk flowers hot glued to it, a sweet letter saying how beautiful my daughter thinks I am (this just after I examined my over-tired puffy eyes in the mirror and grimaced). She also says she loves the way I sing, and I've often wondered if I can carry a tune in a bucket anymore. These are the gifts I will tuck away and treasure.
My day was filled with hugs and smiles, super stinky poopy diapers (record breaking stinky!) and time spent with my family. My heart melted as I watched my children playing with the bubbles from the dishes in the sink with my mom and daddy, laughing and playing, making bubble beards and messes and timeless memories.
The day was ending, and I was tired and ready to be done. My girls were supposed to be putting on their pajamas. Instead I sit and smile and listen as I hear peals of laughter coming from their bedroom. I am so happy they are best little friends. Finally they are all in bed, warm and content knowing that they are safe and loved... because I do love them, and I can't imagine my life without them.
Happy Mother's Day to all of you other tired, happy moms out there. Thank you to all of the women who have touched my life, and the lives of my family, helping to make us who we are! We love you!