On Mother’s Day I got up at 6:00 am with the boy. Claudia got up at 6:30. Later, when the kids were taking their nap, I went out and bought paint and went grocery shopping.
As a mother, I spend a lot of time wondering what kind of job I am doing. There aren’t any reviews or evaluations or raises or promotions. When I see something like this (she was strapped in properly, the made Gabe get a bib for her and they were feeding her Cheerios) I realize that beyond the alphabet, colors, and songs I am teaching them how to eventually be parents themselves. When I see this, I feel like I am doing a good job.
I have also heard both of them count all the way up to 14 by themselves in the past couple of days.
Even though my Mother’s Day itself was dedicated to a birthday celebration for the kids, it is all worth it because my kids have given me the greatest Mother’s Day present I can think of (besides just the new camera). They both learned how to say “I love you” this week.