Mother's Day 2017

On this Mother’s Day, I want to jot down today’s memories.  Every day moments that are occurring now in this current phase of mommyhood that I can look back on and read someday down the road…

When Annie gives me a hug, she a lot of times will say ‘My Mommy.”  Oh how I love her declare me as her mommy and how she says it with such pride and possession.  And then I go “My Annie” and we start to banter back and forth “My Mommy”/“My Annie!”

Claire blew me a kiss the other day for the first time.  Once she starts, she gives multiple ones in the row.  So precious.

 In the mornings, Annie will sit on the bathroom counter and watch me put on my makeup.  After I apply each item, she will say “Do me Mommy.”  So after I put on my mascara, I will put the lid back on and pretend I’m putting it on her.  She really believes she is wearing makeup and sits so still as I rub the closed mascara tube across her lashes.

Claire loves to carry this little toy purse around.  I’ll turn around to see her walking around with it in the nook of her arm all the time.   I’m sure she learned it from her sister, 2 girly girls that’s for sure!

The girls love to play chase in our bedroom.  I’ll start by getting on all 4s and start marching towards Claire who will laughs so hard and her walk turns into a run turns into falling over.  Then I’ll turn around and start chasing after Annie on the other side of the bed.  When I go back to chasing Claire, Annie is always yelling “Get me Mommy, Get me!”  Once I ‘get’ Annie, she’ll yell “Get Claire!” That game of chase around the bed is always full of little girl giggles.  

Annie is always a handful at bedtime but lately when I tuck her in for the 100^th time, she’ll say “Lay with me Mommy.”  I have a hard time denying that so I’ll lay next to her and snuggle for a minute or two.  She won’t want to snuggle with me forever so I try to take that minute or two to soak up those last squeezes of the day.  

Annie has learned her bedtime prayers pretty well.  Although she will speed thru it, get half way thru and then end with an Amen.  And she still hasn’t differentiated that dinner prayer is not the same as bedtime prayers.  So we usually let her say the bedtime prayer at dinner, then Aaron and I say the actual mealtime prayer out loud.   She’ll get it one of these days.

I love rocking Claire to sleep at night.  It’s our moment of solitude in the near darkness with her still in my arms. She is still in a sleep sack and taking a bottle at bedtime and I feel like these nights of doing just that are fleeting.  My rocking baby days are coming to an end but I’m going to rock her as long as she’ll let me. 

The days truly are long but the years are short. I don't want to wish these days away. These are the sweet memories I want to always remember this Mother’s Day 2017.