The other night, I was feeling tired. I'm 35 weeks pregnant, I have a 4.5 and 2.5 year old, and life is busy. So, I decided to go to bed a little bit early. Around 9:30, I headed upstairs. Calista was passed out in her bed, but my little man... Craig was happily playing with blocks in the playroom. When he saw me brushing my teeth, he asked if I was going to bed. I told him yes, I was.
"I want to cuddle with you! In your bed!" he exclaimed as he went to grab a blanket. So, crawling into bed after me was Craig. He curled up next to me and grinned.
Happy Mother's Day. I am so grateful for my two little munchkins who have made me a mother, and for the one still to come. May I remember, especially when things get tough, how much I love them, and how much they love me. I am so thankful for my own mother, and the wonderful example she has set for me, on good days and bad. And thank you Craig, for reminding me what is most important: you.