Wallowing

I'll admit that yesterday was tough. All my favorite blogs and all my Facebook friends were posting their Mother's Day photos and the sweet homemade gifts their children made them.  I don't have a Mother's Day photo.  And I didn't get anything for Mother's Day.

I don't want you to think that I am a materialistic person who has to have "stuff."  Actually, I much prefer giving gifts to receiving them. But I really really wanted a homemade gift from Noodlebug.  Ever since I became a mother almost three years ago, I have been looking forward to the time when Noodle could draw pictures and make crafty things.  I thought that maybe if I specifically said that I would like a homemade gift from Noodle that I would at least get a drawing. No such luck.

It is important for me to remember, though, that Noodlebug is my Mother's Day gift. Without him, I wouldn't be a mother. And that is all that should matter.

(Noodlebug's third birthday party is this Saturday. We're doing a cowboy theme and I am deep into party preparations. Posting will be light this week as I prepare but I'll be back with party photos)