Maybe next year. Sunday was Mother's Day. My very first Mother's Day as a Mom myself. I was hoping it would be a special day. I didn't even really have any lofty goals or expectations, but it just didn't deliver. If it had been any old day, it would have been great. But as Mother's Day, my very FIRST Mother's Day, well...it was lacking. They didn't even pass out carnations at church. I don't even like carnations, but every year they give out carnations to recognize and show appreciation for all of the moms. But this year...not a carnation in sight. I realize that this is a teeny-tiny thing, but it's the one I'm sharing with you. I'll spare you all the rest. I just hope next year is better. I hope that next year, the week before Mother's Day will be happier.
There were a couple bright spots though. They go by the names of Charlie and Olivia. I am thankful that I even had a very first Mother's Day as a Mom. Even if I didn't get a carnation. :)