This Mother’s Day was kind of surreal. I don’t really know how else to describe it. It was an extremely emotional day for me. Like I think I hit every emotion on the spectrum at least once. So I’ll start from the beginning.
Matt let me sleep in, which was lovely, and when I got up, he showed me something amazing. My husband–the guy that I finally convinced to create an Instagram account this year so he can fit in with the rest of society– made his first Instagram post. And it was the sweetest picture of me walking with both of the boys to the mailbox. I didn’t even know he had taken this picture. Y’all. It was the sweetest gift! As much as my life revolves around social media, and as much as his does not, he dedicated his first ever (and maybe only) post on IG to me. It gave me all the feels. And he got me tulips and Krispy Kreme, which are my faves.
Once we ate breakfast and got dressed, we packed up the kiddos, and we headed out to the river because there was not a cloud in the sky. It was the most gorgeous sunny South Carolina spring day you have ever seen. We took the boat out to our favorite sandbar, and we were lucky enough to have it all to ourselves, so we essentially had a private beach. It was marvelous, and the water was just warm enough to swim in. We are pumped about that because we’ve been waiting patiently for the water to warm up. We sat around on the sandbar, and played in the shallows. Reese was nap-deprived, so it didn’t last too long. But we did get some sunshine, and that was perfect.
Once we got back to the river house, we visited baby James and watered the little magnolia tree. Cole wanted to help, so I let him carry the bucket. The tree is growing so well! I am so grateful for that.
This is where I lost it. Out of nowhere, when I was talking to my sweet boy, I was just hit by a wave of sadness– grief that I am holding my third baby boy in my heart instead of my arms. It was pretty overwhelming and totally unexpected. I’ve gotten to be at peace with losing James, but visiting him on Mother’s Day was hard. I miss him so much, and I just long for the day I get to hold him again.
We ended our Mother’s Day with dinner with my parents and sister– which would have been amazing had Cole not decided to turn full-on toddler-tantrum-mode in the middle of the restaurant. Once he threw his toy car at the family sitting at the table next to us, I apologized profusely and made the executive decision to get our food to-go. So we grabbed these guys and had a wonderful (NOT) drive home, followed by an early bedtime.
All in all, it was probably my best Mother’s Day yet. Besides the dinnertime tantrums, everyone was really pleasant for the whole day, and this momma couldn’t ask for anything better.
The rest of this week is going to be absolutely crazy. We met with a potential builder today to get the ball rolling on building our new house, and the demolition guys started the process of tearing down what is left of the house that was ruined in the flood a couple years back. That’s where we’ll be building, and we’re so excited!
Then hubs and I have to head to the upstate for medical school graduation festivities that begin on Wednesday. Followed by our birthdays on Thursday– yep, much to his dismay, we have the same birthday. Then graduation is on Saturday. I cannot believe my husband is finally going to be a doctor. And my life-long goal of being a doctor’s wife will be complete, so I can check it off my bucket list! Ha.
Then we have to book it on back home for Colton’s third birthday party at our house on Sunday. It’s football-themed, and I have yet to buy a single decoration. Procrastination at its finest! And I just sent the invites out on Saturday… #momfail.
Lawdamercy. I am already tired just thinking about this week. Wish me luck, and I’ll see y’all on the other side!