I love my Mom!
We had a very nice, relaxing Mother's Day yesterday. Big D and I picked up my Mom early, around 7:30am, and went to a local diner for breakfast. My Big D gave me two Mother's Day cards (one funny and one very, very sweet!) and my Mom gave me an unexpected a surprise...a gift! An adorable camo onesie that said "Major Cutie" on the front. And then the card, my favorite part of all!
The card was "From Your Little Boy" and when I realized she was giving me the card, from Hunter, I broke out into a smile. And inside, not only had she written "Love, Hunter Richard Cashin xoxoxoxox" but then on the inside of the card was written: "Mommy, Even though I'm just inside you, doesn't mean that I love you any less. From your tummy-boy, Hunter".
And I had to fight back the tears! My Mom is so damn cute.
We gave her her Mother's Day gift, then afterward breakfast we headed to a nursery to buy vegetable plants for our garden. Daryl has been chomping at the bit to get it started. Once home, Mom and I sat on the back porch drinking ice water and enjoying the warm rays of sun, as Daryl planted away. We spent about a good hour or two just relaxing outside.
Afterward, I brought my Mom home so we stopped at Dairy Queen on the way and got ice cream cones. I popped in with her to visit my grandmother for a bit, who has been dying to see my belly. I was momentarily in shock at how skinny my Grammie has become. While the cancer had gone away, she has since been going downhill and very ill. She is suffering from other ailments, including some after-affects of the chemo and radiation she went through. She has like no saliva in her mouth and can barely swallow without the aid of water or mineral oil. She's tired all the time and even when she is not sleeping, she is "resting" in bed. She was in bed when we got there. And I think the sight of her was what hit me the most...she is so, so skinny and her face has become almost gaunt. My Grammie has always been an attractive woman, and I remember back when I was 16 years old, when I was with her, people often confused her for my Mother, becuz of how young she looked.
Well, she doesn't look young anymore. :-(
SO that was an eye-opener for me. I'm glad I gave her some joy as she put a hand on my belly and reminisced about her own pregnancies of the past. We drank tea, three generations of grown women, and I said a silent prayer to myself that she will continue plugging along to see her first great-grandchild after he's born. When it was time to go, I kissed her soft wrinkled cheek and silently wished her strength. I kissed my Mom good bye and wished them both a Happy Mother's Day.
It was a good Mother's Day. Whether you call it for me a Pre-Mother's Day, a Bun-in-the-Oven Day (Daryl's favorite) or simply Mother's Day, I enjoyed it and spending time with the other Mom's in my life as well as my husband.
It was a good day.