Around 12 am on Sunday, Mother's Day, Caroline woke crying and calling for me. I went in to get her and at first touch felt that her temperature was well beyond what it should be. I scooped her up and tried my best to convince her the medicine was " really yummy. It tastes like bubble gum. I promise!" She refused. Then I tried bribing her with apple juice. "Let's take the medicine to the kitchen. After you take it you can take a big drink of apple juice." She liked that idea in her bedroom. In the kitchen she sang a different tune: A loud, tear filled, hyperventilating tune. Chad joined us in the kitchen to help in the convincing. It didn't work. Instead we heard the burp. THE burp that means get to a sink, trash can, toilet, tile floor, anywhere but carpet and get there fast. Thankfully we were standing on tile because before we could even really register what was happening we were covered. Caroline and I stripped there in the kitchen and headed quickly for the shower. Chad stayed behind to clean up the scene. (I have a really great man!)
While rinsing off I told Caroline I needed to wash my hair and get the gunk out of it. She wrapped her little arms and legs around me, gave me a little squeeze and said, "I'm sorry, Mommy." My heart melted.
The kids and I spent Mother's day at home in our pj's watching movies and drinking gatorade. Jackson was also running a fever. Even though they weren't feeling 100% they made me feel loved and special all day. When Chad got home from church Jackson and Caroline surprised me with a special gift - a new watch that Jackson picked out. Chad made a delicious steak dinner and we spent the rest of the evening as a family. It was a fantastic mother's day spent with the people that matter most to me.
I am a lucky lady to have the opportunity to mother these 2 precious little ones. Often I feel like I'm flying by the seat of my pants and pray I'm not messing anything up. However, when Caroline over dinner says either "Happy Mother's day" or "I love you" every minute or so, it makes me feel like I'm doing ok.
3 comments:
Awwwwwww! I love this poste. You are such a wonderful mother Lacey. I wish I had half the patience you hold. You are awesome and a mother to look up too.
You're doing way better then ok. Thanks for being a great example to me of what motherhood with grace and love looks like. You rock as a mom. Bottom line.
You are such a good sport. Motherhood isn't always rosy and you handle the less desirable parts with poise and charm. Your kids are lucky to have such a great mom!
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