Bpthhhhhh...

Western day at the big kids school.

Did you think I would be the physical mother of five children by Mother's Day?

I sure did.

Ahh, sweet disappointment.

I remain the physical mother of a meager four children--and we all know having just four children is for quitters*.  I am ready to jump past "quitter" and get right into "crazy-freak-show".

*(I am kidding here.  Anyone who has any number of children is amazing and however many children you decide to have is great--no one is a quitter.)

My Mother's Day was wonderful.  I got a Mother's Day weekend actually.  Will stayed home from work on Friday, taking care of me and the kids for the weekend.  It was a treat.  The kids made me cards and gave me presents on Sunday.  We went to church.  I made exaggerated facial gestures and mimed strangling myself to all my friends during sacrament meeting when our eyes met and they mouthed the words "You're still pregnant!".  You know, classic Mother's Day activities.

I called my Mother and Will called his.  We sure are thankful for those two ladies.  I am thankful for my Mother, who taught me how to be resourceful and make do with what you've got.  I am thankful for her love.  Mostly, I am thankful for the smattering of "crazy lady" I got straight from her.  I am thankful for my Mother-in-law who taught and raised a superhero of a guy.  I am thankful for her love and support of our little family over the years.  I am one of those lucky gals who has a stellar Mother-in-law.  

I hope you had a nice Mother's Day yesterday and I hope you took some time to appreciate the Mothers in your life.

Now, some one tell me how to go into labor.  Right now!  (I will not drink caster oil, ever.)