I hope everyone is having a wonderful day! I find myself even more grateful on days like this - so thankful to have my little girl and so glad to be her Mama. And also, so thankful to have such a wonderful mother of my own. If it wasn't for my mom, I wouldn't know what being a great mother looked like. She has shown me - and continues to show to me each day. I wrote about how great my Mom is in a post I wrote on her birthday. You can read it here - and you should because she is really special!
We celebrated by getting manicures and pedicures! It was so fun - but I felt kind of bad. I was so incredibly exhausted that I could barely make conversation. We'd had a bad night - but I might save that explanation for tomorrow! Sweets got her first manicure and her little nails look so cute! We also went out to eat today! I got this fantabulous mother's day gift along with a beautiful necklace and bracelet charms..... you ready for this?..... you might want to sit down.... you're going to be jealous..... I got to sleep for.... wait for it.... 12 HOURS UNINTERRUPTED! My wonderful husband checked overnight AND let me sleep in the next day. It was incredible. I looked in the mirror today and saw a glimmer of the "old" me. I actually looked almost rested. What a guy! What a gift!
Thank you to my wonderful family for making this such a special day!
I read this poem on Ronda's blog and loved it - and wanted to share.
HOW GOD SELECTS THE MOTHER OF A CHILD WITH DIABETES
by Erma Bombeck
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with diabetes are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint Matthew."
"Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, Patron Saint Cecilia."
"Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a child with diabetes." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly", smiles God. "Could I give child with diabetes to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel".
"But has she the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has her own world. She has to make it live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect."
"She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see .... ignorance, cruelty, prejudice ... and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as if she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in mid air. God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."