This Mother’s Day started with an email, from my always-supportive mom, telling me how much she loved my first blog post and that so many new people would move to the neighborhood thanks to my new blog. Gotta love that woman. For some strange reason, no matter what I do, she thinks I’m the most influential, beautiful, gifted girl to ever walk the earth.
Since Mom lives in Texas, the fam and I spent the rest of the day with my husband’s parents and grandparents. They live in Maryland, so it was a day spent in the burbs. Brunch at Andrews Airforce Base was lovely. Lira (my 5 year old) performed a yoga routine on the floor of the fancy ballroom while shoveling mini desserts into her mouth. Zana (my 2 year old) crawled under the ice sculpture, and announced that she had “made a poo poo.” I calmly watched while sipping a mimosa.
These days don’t last forever; in fact, cliche as it may sound, they go by far too quickly. I could see that look in Nana’s eyes as she longed for the wild days she once enjoyed with her little ones (maybe she was really counting down the minutes until the embarassment ended, but I like to think it was nostalga in those baby blues). As much as I crave some peace and quiet, I do enjoy many moments of each day.
During dinner with the grandparent this evening, I watched Nana caring for her mom, the original Nana (O.N.). She has to worry about a lot of the same things I do with the girls: drink spills, “accidents”, ocassional bursts of inappropriateness, and a lack of understanding between the two of them. The difference is the joy that I get to feel with my girls, as opposed to the sadness Nana feels with O.N. It’s a reminder, on this holiday, to enjoy every moment.
So the next time Zana takes her clothes off on the National Mall or Lira picks me a bouquet of flowers from a neighbor’s yard, beware: I’ll probably be too busy snapping their picture to tell them to stop. Don’t hate me for having the most influential, beautiful, gifted girls to ever walk the earth….
Happy Mother’s Day!