What a great weekend this was! I turned 41 (yikes) on Saturday and then had a wonderful Mother's day. Last week Jason's TK class had a mother's day brunch for us. We were treated to muffins, coffee, juice, an a
rt show and all the wonderful things our children had made for us (notice the lollipop corsage on my jacket!). His teacher read a story of all the "lasts" we should hold on to.
This was especially moving for me as this is our "last" child going through WEE School. I cried (as did most moms) as she read the story, and then when I got to the car I cried a lot more. These years go by so fast.
Between school, activities, looking for a house, church activities, etc. time has just flown by. It was precious to me to be able to sit with my son and enjoy time just me and him. I will never forget it.
I spent my birthday on the ball field watching David pitch 3 terrific innings and help lead his team to a win. My friends surprised me at the field by singing happy birthday to me - sweet! Then we went to look at our new house! More on that later. Mother's day was filled with both boys asking me all day if there was anything they could do for me. We went to church and then at Five Guys with my mom and my brother and his family. The children got to run around at the park while mom and I watched and had a c
offee - that was a lot of fun.
Each Mother's day I am reminded of a time, not too long ago, when I wondered if I would ever celebrate this day for myself. There w
ere many years before we had David that I truly wasn't sure if God was going to bless us with children. Mother's day is a special day to remember that time, and be thankful that God chose to bless us in this way. Yes, the days get hectic, the emotions run high and the schedules are full, but this is the life I have always wanted. To be a wife, and a mom - that was my goal. And I praise God today for loving me enough to bless me in this way. I can't imagine a life more full.
There are days when my kids totally blow me away by what they do - sometimes good, sometimes bad! Mostly good though. One example is David and baseball. He has always loved to play baseball, and at the end of last season, he told the coach he wanted to try pitching. Well, the season ended before he got a chance, so this season he told the coach on day one he wanted to try. I'll be honest, last season I was apprehensive about letting him try. Pitching is a lot of work, and a lot of stress. At this age, games are won and lost (by a lot of runs) based on a pitchers ability or inability. We've watched sweet little boys cry at the end of the game because they couldn't get the ball over the plate. But after his throwing ability showed up during flag football, I was no longer apprehensive about letting him do it. The second game in, the coach asked the pitching coach if David was ready and he said yes. David has pitched no less than 2 innings (out of 5) for every game since. Coach told him his first game was the best start for a first time pitcher he's ever seen. I am so proud of him, not just in his ability to play, but how calm he is on the mound. Whether he strikes someone out, hits the batter, or walks him, his reaction never changes. No fists pumping, no pouting, no beating himself up. He is calm and steady (he obviously gets this from his father!). While I am pacing the fence, he is steady as a rock. I love that God has given him a natural love of pitching, and baseball, and it's not something we manufactured in him. The greatest joy I have on Saturday is to see that he is having fun - win or lose.
