Happy Mother’s Day weekend to all of you wonderful moms out there. Earlier this week, Bret asked me what I wanted for Mother’s Day. Sleeping in and organizing my clutter filled closets were the first two things to pop into my mind. Neither of which involved my kids, which kind of defeats the whole purpose of Mother’s Day. I feel like a jerk now that I’m actually writing this but have a feeling that a lot of other moms out there would ask for similar things too, right?! I’m going to go ahead and chalk it up to being normal and human.
What I didn’t realize is I would get the best Mother’s Day gift of all a day early. This morning there was some sort of magic in the air in our house. And it wasn’t because I got to sleep in. I actually brought Jack into our room earlier than he normally wakes, teething the likely culprit for the early morning alarm clock. Lucky for me, he’s at the age where he’s totally happy hanging out in my nook, so we did just that until the girls were awake. Then each of the girls made their way to join the cuddle fest. No agenda, no hustle to get dressed and out the door, just our little Z tribe.
I took in every last hug, smooch, giggle and conversation. I took in holding my sweet boy’s tiny feet in my hands, smelling his little head full of wispy baby hair. That baby smell, can we please bottle it up?! I took in making eyes with my amazing husband. Feeling all the feels after 6 years together. Yes, this morning was magic, my friends. Magic that you can’t plan or orchestrate intentionally. Magic that happens when you least expect it. The only thing missing was a cup of coffee. I think I’ll revise tomorrow’s Mother’s Day gift requests to include just that. And another morning in bed with my little people. The closets can wait another year.
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