My first official Mother's Day has come and gone. Bob and Claire celebrated me, we both celebrated our momma's, and the day went on like any other - with sweet, gentle reminders of my most precious gift: a thoughtful present from Bob and Claire (plus sleeping in til 9 am!), cards from friends and family, and a single flower from the Publix bagger.
When thinking about it, and longing for the day when I pick up my baby girl from "school" with a homemade Mother's Day card in hand, I felt I should celebrate my sweet girl on this, my first, Mother's Day.
Because although it's a day set aside to celebrate me and my fellow momma's, where would I be without my precious Claire? Not a momma of the human variety, that's for sure.
I've been a Mom for 4 1/2 months. Best 4 1/2 months of my life. Seriously. I. Love. That. Girl. She is amazing. And it's amazing that she's the best parts of me and Bob. I look at her sometimes and wonder how God could have given me something so perfect. Even when she cries, she's cute! Sometimes I'm just amazed that she's mine.
So for this one Mother's Day, I celebrate this beautiful girl. And while I'll be glad for her to celebrate me in her own ways as she gets older, I don't think I'll ever forget this sweet day.