I never know what to expect on Mother's Day. And this year was no exception.
The weekend started with the obligatory school celebration of Moms.
I couldn't tell if I am just a big bitch or if I missed something in the translation. But as Amara's class sang off key why Moms are great, nearly every woman in the classroom was sobbing. Not getting teary eyed. But crocodile tears. Me? Yea, I wanted to punch the mom sitting next to me. She looked like Emma in Glee, right down to the lil flowers on her cardigan.
But Amara made the afternoon completely special by making me two fantastic gifts.
Since I associate food with happiness, there was plenty of opportunity for eating. I mean, I did use the holiday as an excuse to eat (don't judge, I did workout both days this weekend).
Two rounds of Asian cuisine. And one night at Melting Pot.
And not to be outdone by Amara's presents, Dad2Amara got me something pretty spectacular too. If you can't tell, it's Disney.
The weekend did not go without some sadness. It was the first Mother's Day without Lola2Amara. It's hard to believe she's been gone for five months now. I hate to admit it, but I tried to forget about my Mom this weekend. It hit me hard at church and then again at the cemetery but for the most part, I really focused on Amara...she was so excited to give me her little cards and presents. I didn't want to take any of that away from her. Is that selfish? Yea, maybe. But it was the best that I could do.
I hope all of my Mom friends out there had a great weekend. Leave me a note and let me know how the kiddos spoiled you.