Who likes holidays anyway?

This past year we have been a little off in the "special day" department. Let's see- for my 30th birthday I had to work all morning and all evening, so we met my family halfway between our houses at the only restaurant that was halfway. Shoney's. So I spent my 30th birthday working and at the breakfast buffet.

Then Rob was gone all of December, so Christmas Day was wonderful, but the month itself was a little rough. I got really sick on Valentine's Day and Easter Sunday was spent at an IHOP due to a working husband and a cranky baby.

So today is Mother's Day. And Rob is in West Virginia. It was the only weekend he could go, so it's just me and the kiddo. I tried to teach her how to make me breakfast in bed, but she wasn't getting it. I begged her to let me sleep in today, but she was up at her normal time yelling, "Nana!" And since I am pretty sure I am going to be in labor on our anniversary, I am going to go ahead and count that one out as well.

But, why is Mother's Day only special if you get breakfast in bed? Or if you go out to a nice lunch with your children after church? I think that I get to have have the best day possible because I woke up to the best gift God has ever given me. We ate breakfast together and I made her laugh by tickling her toes. We played in her room and made horse sounds together. I read her books. We are going to have a picnic lunch together today just me and Bennett. We are going to go to a park and play. We are going to nap together this afternoon. We are going to go to church together tonight, and afterwards, we may go for a wagon ride and then go out for ice cream. Well, I will get ice cream. She will get a sippy cup. We are going to splash in her tub and then read stories before bed. We are going to pray for our new baby brother who will here to celebrate with us next year. And then a few hours later I am going to wake her up and we are going to go pick up Daddy from the airport.

So actually, I think this is going to be the best Mother's Day possible.