Gifts and Growth and Breakfast

Well, I'm not sure why or how but colorado Mother's days are awesome. I woke up (in the front room) to the sound of sizzling pans in the kitchen. Tim made me a breakfast burrito with eggs, potatoes, and avocado. I hate to be that grouchy sarcastic mom, but in all honesty, the best part of this breakfast in bed/mattress on floor, was that the girls were busy upstairs for the entire meal. Amazing. Sigh. We eventually left late for church since I had not had a reason to get up and get going. Usually the day starts with my breakfast duties. Without that I tried hard to stay warm in bed as long ad possible. Oops. But we got there eventually.

I also got some great gifts. Quinn made me a pretty cool dream catcher at school. This made me laugh since I'm not a big fan of native decor. But that made it all the more charming and wonderful. It was like in one minute I was rudely uninterested, and the next inward hinting for a south western couch just by hearing my 6 year old tell me all about dream catchers (lots of Pocohantas this month might also have swayed my sympathies.) The secret of this big gift almost killed her. She talked about it for days, and I finally let her give it to me on Friday. Kenna and Lizza graced me with butterfly charms they made of clay at the library craft hour on Wednesday. I combined the charms into 1 necklace, and I might wear it everyday for awhile. In the middle of each butterfly is a little finger print. Love it. The girls all keeping trying to take their gifts back as their own, but I refuse to give in. These are mine, and I will protect them to the death ... Baby. Each girl got a small bag of Hershey kisses to give me at church. My no Indian giving rule did not go over we'll as I ate my candy on the drive home. I had to share.

Also today I embraced the day and banned everyone from touching my bed (floor). I made the bed (floor), laid down, and everyone had instructions to not step or sit on mom's space. The kids are stopping and asking daddy to please move his feet because they can't step over mom. LOVE IT! I'm cracking myself up. It's great.

And finally I also got a kick out of the cute card my mom sent me because Quinn stole it and fell in love with it. She thinks the woman on the front in a white tank and long white skirt with hair blowing in the breeze is so beautiful so she has been trying to dress like the woman on the card for two days.

 I think I have finally learned to calm down a bit, which is making this Mother's Day great. I've worked hard on the mothering this year. I have a lot to celebrate. Here are things I've changed this year.

1. I gave up yelling and declared that any and all yelling is my fault of which I should seek forgiveness. This has changed my life and created many more spaces in mothering in which I get to/have to let go in order to be successful at not yelling.

2. I stopped controlling my girls clothes. Wear what you want or nothing. You are a child and anyone who says you can be scantily clad is gross. So be free and be merry and dance naked. Have fun! (Til puberty)

3. I added a lot of cuddling to my life. More cuddling with my husband and more (lots more) physical affection for my girls. More time sitting and doing nothin so I am free if they need hugs.

4. I gave Quinn back her hair. Wear it as you wish girl. Enjoy!

5. I worked hard on 8 months of early intervention with Lizza to help her overcome her sensory processing issues. Although this was hard and emotional, it taught me a lot about spending more hands on time with my girls and especially how much this helps Lizza thrive. And she graduated and moved on to climbing and running and now swimming! I'll never be the same mom.

So it has been a great year for this mom. Many other miracles as well. I'm not who I was a year ago. So, let me celebrate. Get off my bed/floor and go away! I love you.

:)