Monday, 12 May 2014


This is my third Mother's Day as a Mom and I still can't believe I am lucky enough to be on this journey!!  There are things I learn that give me such an appreciation for my own Mom and why she did or didn't do things that at one time I'm sure I questioned. I want you to know, Mom, I am beginning to understand. To understand everything. The messy house, (you were far too busy having fun outside, watching us splash in puddles, climb hay stacks and bake mud pies,) the casseroles for dinner (you were far too busy sewing us and our Barbies clothes to spend time every night preparing some fancy meal,) the "mom" jeans (you spent all of your money, happily, on making sure your three girls always looked adorable and stylish,) the curfews and snoopy questions (you loved us more than I ever understood until now and were just trying to protect us!)  I understand what it means to love someone so much that you'll let laundry pile up, dishes pile up, dust, dog hair and toothpaste slop cover your counters and floor just so you can spend another 10 minutes playing outside. To love someone so much that you can find a way to justify Mini wheats for dinner if it means they'll get something in their bellies. To love someone so much that you'll spend all of your money on clothes, for three and one year olds instead of yourself. To love someone so much that you will literally "stalk" them to keep them safe!  I get it! I'm a MOM!!

Today started exactly the same way it has for the last three years. We woke up and headed to the big Mother's Day 5km run/walk. This has race has become a tradition for our Family though Marty doesn't actually participate in the actual walking/running part. His role is that of Chariot loader upper, mini van driver and finish line cheerleader! This was the first Mother's Day race that Payton was able to participate in (last year she hung out at the Finish Line with Daddy.  She was less than 2 months old.)  Though she's very steady on her feet and a very capable walker, I didn't actually want her "walking." She is way too unpredictable, refuses to hold my hand and will not under any circumstances walk in the direction of the majority. Nope, Payton was going to have to ride. She is not a big fan of riding in the chariot, so I planned for her to ride in the backpack. This was Ryder's third race (I use the term "race loosely. This is actually promoted as a race of sorts, but it's more of a very HUGE Family friendly stroll,) in the chariot, though his first in the double chariot. I hoped he would walk a good portion of the race this time, but figured the Chariot would be good just in case...I certainly couldn't carry both kids if Ryder ran out of steam, plus we had some friends joining us and this way every kid had options!

I didn't put Payton in the backpack until we were ready to cross the start line as I didn't want her to get tired of her "ride" too early. She had a blast walking up and down the start area checking out all the other "racers." She looked so stinkin' cute in her tutu!
 My Boy ready to run!

 Getting into race position.
 Ryder didn't walk/run the whole 5km. He has a nasty cold and kept coughing, so he rode a little, walked a little, snacked a little...
 waded in puddles a little..
 ..jumped off the curb into puddles a little...
 ..and high fived police officers a little.
 We crossed the finish line all together. I thought I would pull Payton out of the pack so that she could "walk" with us across the finish line, but she just wanted to push the chariot...I love the "I need to push everything" stage. So adorable!!
It was a fantastic day, the sun shone, the smiles were plenty, my card has a Starbucks card in it and my dinner plate was filled with chocolate chip pancakes made for me by Marty and Ryder, as per tradition! Yummmy!!!! 

My heart is full!! Thank you to my Family for spoiling me and thank you to my own Mom for being an amazing example of what a good, fun Mom should be like! I hope my kids grow up to love me like I love you!!

Kiss your babies, count your blessings and celebrate your Mommas!!!

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