This was my third Mother's Day. It was relaxing enough. Matt and Iris went to central Washington to visit his parents and grandma last night so they got home today at about 2:00. They brought me a great gift-- an envelope full of a bunch of tiny little decorated cards, a cool book on yoga and a coffee grinder (thanks to Grandma for tipping off Matt on that one!). It was really cool to have all of that time with just Eloise. And by cool I mean wonderfully, terrifically low-key and quiet. I realized that Eloise isn't a screaming mess most of the time by nature, it's because she's always getting pushed, poked or having toys stolen from her. Sigh. The joys of being a little sister! Iris has been a fragile mess since she got home, sadly. I was excited to see her after having a little time away and she has just had one breakdown after another. Maybe it's the readjustment to getting back home? I'm not sure, but man, I was bummed.
At the end of the night Iris slammed her hand playing with a sliding closet door. It was a sad cap to the day.
My feelings on this Mother's Day are that being the mama to these two girls is such an awesome responsibility. Most of the time I feel humbled that the universe has entrusted their care to me. My biggest hope is that I can let them be who they are and not stand in the way of or screw up their growth.