Later in the night something started to bother me. I couldn’t relax and realized that I wasn’t satisfied with my answer, I wished I could take it back and answer properly. As I nursed Aspen back to sleep near 11pm, it also occurred to me that my original blog posting was not going to cut it either.
Being a mother is the worlds greatest gift. Ridiculously hard, frustrating and terrifying, but such a gift. The chance to completely surrender yourself and give life to another delicious little being is priceless, and nothing that deserves even the slightest bit of sarcasm. So big brother, I think I missed the point the first time around. I stand firm on the gratitude portion, but what Mothers Day really felt like, was having the universe tip it’s hat to the most precious thing I’ve ever experienced. Pure magic.
And thanks, you always ask the best questions. xo