Mother's Day is always a bittersweet holiday for me. I'm torn between being celebrated as a mom and longing to celebrate my own mother. Ironically, I celebrate her everyday in my commitment to my kids. I'm passionate about being a good mother. Although I miss the mark daily, I get up and try again. My hope is that I leave them with as many happy childhood memories as I have.
I've enjoyed my weekend thus far. Today I got plenty of much needed R&R. Tomorrow I plan to do the same. I'm debating on whether or not to skip the ceremonial M Day dinner because the idea of waiting 2 hours (most places are not taking reservations) for an overpriced, mediocre meal is not relaxing. We'll see how I feel tomorrow.