My recent trip to Moab had me thinking a lot about my former life. You know, back when I went to the bathroom by myself, climbed mountains without hauling an extra passenger and when I chose sleep deprivation because I could. Translation: before Motherhood.
And what I came up with is that despite our daily drama that life is really, really great right now. I hesitate to say that because through this admission, I’m afraid the bottom will fall out. But I just feel really blessed for our happy home.
And I cannot get enough of Bode who is crawling, exploring and absolutely delighted for every discovery he makes. Particularly when he attempts to ingest those things you and I call “choking hazards.”
For Mother’s Day this year, my little family went all out.
Bode: Slept through the night and made his mama proud when his “cutest baby” face was sent to a 1/4 million newspaper subscribers. Who cares that his daddy is the boss? Nepotism had absolutely nothing to do with it. Really.
Hadley: Promised to be nice the entire day and generously offered to let me watch the special “Mother’s Day Mini-Marathon” Dora the Explorer with her. Gee, how did she know?
Hunky Hubby: Marathon snuggles, a thoughtful present and breakfast in bed. Admittedly, the latter present came about with a wee bit of coaxing.
“Jamie, I splurged at the store today and bought myself some fantastic blackberries, blueberries, raspberries and strawberries.”
“Errr…are you giving me your menu for tomorrow?”
“Exactly….”
At least the man takes a hint.
Happy Mother’s Day!
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 