So, enough of that, hope everyone out there had a a.)happy b.)manageable or c.) not too miserable Mother's day yesterday. I say that because I know how hard Mother's Day is to people dealing with IF, and to those people I'm so sorry and I hope this was your last miserable one, EVER. To me it was the #1 most hated day of the year last year, so it was so strange for it to be so wonderful this year. Really what made it wonderful were two things, Rob and telling my mom, (so there 28 readers who thought I would wimp out, I didn't! HA!).
First of all Rob. Who woke me up saying "Happy Mother's Day Mama!" It is incredible how wonderful those words are and how they still seem so surreal. While I got ready he brought me up my morning tea (decaf, boo) with a pretty little sprig of lilac and my very first Mother's day card! Here is what he wrote to me:
"Happy Mother's Day to the most beautiful mother in the world. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. Then you would know how truly beautiful you are. I love you so much. Love, Rob...and the peas!"
It was so sweet it brought tears to my eyes. And yes, he said "the peas". Ever since I signed up for the babycenter.com updates he called the baby whatever they compare the size to that week. The first week it was the "poppy seed", last week it was the "sesame seed" and this week he's convinced it is twins so they are "the peas". How freaking cute is he?!
Then we were off to tell my mom. We were going to wait until the end of the day because I knew she would want to spill the beans to my aunts ad uncles are our Mother's Day bar-b-que, but I changed my mind on the ride over to her house. I just couldn't keep it in a second longer. We got to her house and I had brought her gift, a little bib that said "I Love Grandma" on it and Rob baked her a little cake that said "Happy Mother's Day Grandma" (yes, he bakes...and cooks, did I mention he's a trained chef?). Immediately when we got there we said we had a present for her,
Me: "Ok, I hope you like this Mom. You won't be able to use it for a little while but I think it will come in handy."
Mom: "Oh, you didn't have to! I'm sure its lovely"
Me: "Ok then open it."
::Mom rustles around with the paper, unwraps it and looks at it, confused::
Mom: "What is it..huh...um...er..ahhhh. OHMYGOODNESS. WHAT IS THIS? ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU ARE? ARE YOU? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...:: voice hits an unintelligible screaming with excitement pitch::"
Hugs all around. My mom jumped up and down regardless of her bum knee and laughed and cried and laughed some more. She is so incredibly excited. Like out of her mind, crazy-happy excited. She immediately wanted to call all my aunts in England, but I had to put her off for just a few more weeks, but she is so excited! There is no other way to describe it, just plain out of this world excited! She just cannot wait to be called Nanny!
I'm so glad I told her. So, so glad.
"My mom is a never ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune."