Once again, Mother's Day was busy busy. But it's busy because we're blessed with so many wonderful women! I have a great grandmother still kickin', two grandmas, a wonderful mother, a step-mother, a mother-in-law and a step-mother-in-law. Not to mention the sweetest baby girl. We didn't manage to see everyone, but we made a pretty good effort.
In the morning, Mike's mom and brother came to celebrate. My mother-in-law brought me Starbucks and flowers. I only got her a measly little card. We had brunch, and Mo made Kitty Grandma read her just about every book in the house.
Then we went to my grandparents' house where we met my mom, sister and nephew. It was a gorgeous day (finally!) and we spent most of the afternoon outside. Mo loved hanging out with her Gamma:
And her Great Grandma and Grandpa:
I still often reflect on my journey to motherhood. The fact that we started by pursuing adoption, then opened our hearts to consider trying to get pregnant (opposite of many people, I know). Then not getting pregnant and not knowing why. In hindsight it was such a short time we struggled, just a year, but it was such a long, heartbreaking year. It pales in comparison to what others experience, I have no delusions about that, but that year - all the negative pregnancy tests and millions of ovulation predictor kits, the ectopic pregnancy and miscarriage, all the waiting and wondering - has made it impossible for me to take my daughter for granted.
Mother's Day is a hard time for so many people. An impossible time. I'm forever grateful for what it has come to mean to me.