On the Eve of Mother’s Day

So tomorrow is Mother’s Day. There’s a small part of me that wants to spend the day doing things that I don’t get to do much anymore: sleeping in, showering uninterrupted, going out for an adult dinner, napping, killing time with a few magazines. But the rest of me can’t imagine a better way to spend the day than soaking up all the fleeting moments with the two little loves that call me mom, without any further expectation for getting things done. Maybe it’s not the naps and the showers and the adult dinners that I miss the most, maybe it’s the killing time that I miss. You know, just BEING – without the constant feeling of being at the helm of a ship *thisclose* to running off course. Maybe tomorrow is better spent unbothered by the chores and the laundry, untethered by routine, giving myself permission to snuggle a little longer, squeeze a little tighter, and cherish it all a little more. Maybe it’s a day to be nothing more than Fun Mom, eat ice cream (and Irish coffee) for breakfast, dance in our pajamas, make a mess of things and laugh while doing it. I was the kid who always wanted to be a mom, and that means these girls are the reason my dreams have come true. So tomorrow we shall celebrate… because #momlife is pretty damn wonderful.

❤️Happy Mother’s Day, you guys. ❤️13124592_591937737640072_2795217380318831476_n

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