Davis decided to celebrate this special day by having a nice case of insomnia in the wee hours of the morning. As I walked him around, bouncing, swaying, singing, and wishing he would just fall asleep as I watched the clock hit 4 a.m., he looked up at me with his big bright eyes in the quiet and dark of the nursery and gave me a big, happy smile.
I am the luckiest mommy in the world. Happy Mother's Day to me!
And Happy Mother's Day to my own mother, and to Greg's (sorry we didn't get cards out - I have been preoccupied and slacking in the card department), and to all the other mommies out there who are almost - but not quite - as lucky as me.
First Mother's Day
Little girls have always dreamed,
Of one day being grown;
Of having a home and family,
And children of their own.
As little girls they played the games,
With dollies cuddled near;
Of being grown up Mommies,
And now that day is here.
For cuddled sweetly in the arms,
Of the little girl now grown;
Is the sweetest dream she ever dreamed,
A baby of her own.
In all the years of growing up,
In the games that little girls play;
None will ever be so sweet,
As her very first Mother's Day.
- By Allison Chambers Coxsey
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| From Loving the Life We Live |
