All in all, it was a pretty kick ass Mother's Day. It was my second, but the first where I feel like I'm really starting to get that I *am* Tai's mom. It's surprisingly hard to transition from 'daughter' and 'child' to 'mother'. I keep finding myself surprised when I refer to myself as 'Mommy' to Tai. Yesterday morning we were having breakfast at Denny's (yes, I know.) and Tom and I were drawing on Tai's placemat to show him how to use crayons. Tom was writing names, and he wrote 'Tai', then 'Daddy' then 'Mommy' with arrows pointing at the respective person. Even 15 months in, I found myself giving a little start of surprise that Mommy meant *me*. Not my mom. Not one of my friends who are also moms. Me. As I said to a friend of mine, "Does this mean we're adults?" He (wisely) responded, "No, I think we're just smarter kids."
Possibly taking the Jewish Sabbath approach, last night around dinner time, Tom handed me a drink and said that since it was mother's day, I didn't have to lift a finger until Sunday night. I said, "but what about this huge pile of laundry?" He said he'd take care of it. (While he didn't, it was the thought that counted, because neither did I.) While Tai had another 'let's be awake and party at 2 am' night, otherwise I've had a very relaxing 24 hours.
Tom got up with Tai at 7am, and let me go back to sleep (as usual). He brought me breakfast in bed around 9:30. We lazed around for the rest of the morning, then got an early lunch at the hipster diner. I had my favorite vegetarian Reuben (spinach, mushrooms, sauerkraut, 1000 island dressing on rye) and a chocolate shake. Thus fortified, we headed out to the Sunset to the zoo. Tai hasn't been to the zoo yet, and it was free for Mother's Day. We tired ourselves out and got to see a ton of animals. Tai's favorites were the penguins and the kangaroos. Both times when we were going to move on, he signed 'more'. He also enjoyed the giraffes and the monkeys. He wasn't so impressed with the sleepy lions, tigers, and rhinos. I was disappointed to see that the gorilla area was closed. When I was there (years ago now), I liked that best.
Tom also got me flowers (gorgeous sunflowers) and Tai picked out a picture frame for me. We were stopping in a camera store a couple of weeks ago and Tai picked it up and brought it to me twice.
My favorite gifts, though, were the cards I got. One from Mom, one from Tom's mom and one from Tom (also signed by Tai). The one from my mom was funny - she wrote, "Happy Mother's Day to a great mom (It takes one to know one)." Hee! The one from Judy was sweet. She wrote, "Thank you so much for being such an outstanding mother to Tai. He is such a calm, happy, loving little boy. I think he is so happy because he has a great mom. Much love." And Tom wrote, "You are an amazing mother who is doing an exceptional job raising our incredible boy. Thank you for staying home and making him. I love you more than ever."
I treasure both of those cards because there are so many times I doubt myself. It's good to know other people think I'm doing a good job. Especially Tom. I am so lucky.