Happy Mother's Day

To tell you the truth folks, everyday is Mother's Day for me. My kids are four now. My son tells me he loves me and that I'm beautiful unsolicited and without motive. Lucy usually has motive, but she tells me, so I'll take it.

I'm really only second to this woman on being spoiled by my husband, my kids, and some times, extended family and friends.

I'm still surprised the state of Texas allowed me to leave the hospital with these kids. But then, George W. is in charge, so I suppose anything goes.

Mother's Day at my house kicked off with eggs and toast in bed, made to order. So good! Then, we were to go to church. I haven't been the best churchgoer as of late. It's basically been Easter, Christmas, and Mother's Day....again, all miracles, because I think God looked down on me and said, "OH, Les, you want to be a Mom? Mwwwahahahaah, Oh, I'll make you a mom, lady. Girl, you are in for it! This is going to make you crazy, and brilliant, beaming with pride and guilt." And He waved his I'm-Gonna-Make-You-A-Mommy wand, and voila.

As we were getting ready for church, and by getting ready for church, I mean, I was shouting out commands to the kids from my breakfast in bed, and Lucy was picking out her dress. She came to me and said, "Mom, I don't have any clean underwear."

And insert failure and guilt here. I'm the child's mother. They bring me breakfast, and homemade cards and tell me what a great mom I am and then I'm such a wonderful mom that my child has no clean underwear. So, after church, I indulged in some self-prescribed pennance: laundry, mowing the lawn, yard work, ice cream for the kids-twice, and they got to play in the sprinklers. So, see, every day, is indeed, Mother's Day for me!

Happy Mother's Day to some very amazing people in my life. Judy, M'liss, Sarah, Beth, Court, Sus, Julz, Yal, Daph, Mols, Beck, Paula, Becca, Cherie, Breezy, Miss Polly, Kitty, Steph, Jenny, Mary Ellen, Rosie, Shelly, Darci, Nikki, Shay, Aunt Pam, Joyce, Julie, Barb, Cindy, Suzanne, Miss Elinor, Lonnie, Kim, Chastine, Becky, Luain, Lisa, and April. You're an inspiration of motivation and reality all rolled up in one.

Some of you have been like a mom to me. Thanks, that's even MORE of a thankless job. And some of you are yearning to be moms, or incubating as I type. Get ready for the ride of your life.

One last thing. Ricardo is to be heavily credited for having the insight that I'd be a good mom. Within two hours of asking me to marry him, he was ready to discuss (and practice, probably) making babies. I told him "You have to be on board with this parenting gig 50/50" I was petrified. He agreed to it, and he's held up on his end of the bargain if not more. Truly, being a happy person makes for a kick ass Mom. And I kick ass. Ricardo, thanks for making me a mom, and thanks for spoiling me and making every day Mother's Day.

That's how I roll.