Tuesday, February 19, 2013
This past weekend I headed back to South Dakota for my grandma's funeral. To break up the thirteen hour drive, I spent the night at my mom's in Iowa. I guess being a mother was on my mind. I was sad that my dad lost his, glad I was seeing mine, and feeling a little disorientated about not being a mom to my three kids for the next three days. When I got to my mom's house, she immediately started fussing over me. Did I want some food or a drink, how was my drive, did I want to watch a movie, etc. All of a sudden, it was all about me. I was the center of attention. I guess it was something I needed, because it felt great. It wasn't about my kids, or husband, or sister, or sister in law - just me. It really just hit me about how lucky I am to have a mother that is my cheerleader. No matter what, she is in my corner. I hope my kids feel that. To me, it is the essence of motherhood.