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A Mother's Love

I never understood how much I could love someone, 100% unconditionally, until I had my children.  That doesn't mean I don't love other people just as much...it just means that I grasp the "unconditional" part a little bit more now.

Ava is a constant challenge - she always has been, and she always will be, but I see so much of me in her, and vice versa. I find myself emulating her actions, her questions, and her way of looking at and analyzing life.  She always looks on the bright side of things, even when a situation isn't going very well.  And she is so, so generous and willing to share with people...her food, her hugs, her time, her non-stop chatter...  Ava is also the best big sister to G.  Jealousy isn't a trait that she acts on...she is G's constant cheerleader, 2nd mother, and is always on the lookout for ways to make him smile.

Simply put, she is AMAZING.

G is coming into his own.  As a baby, he was sheer perfection, never giving us any trouble.  Without a doubt he was (and still is) my own personal angel.  I would not be where I am, without him.  There is something to be said for the timing of events in our lives, and he came along at a time when I needed him the most.  Is that a mother's bias?  Maybe, but not in this case. 

The rest of the world sees this little man, who loves throwing/kicking/hitting/carrying balls.  Give him a ball, and he's happy!  He's still an easy little guy, but now he has a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.  We tell him no, and he looks at us and laughs, and then carries right on with his naughty activities.

But, he is also AMAZING.

I am so lucky that they were chosen to be my children - I couldn't have done any better had I been given the opportunity to handpick them myself!

Scott and Ava conspired all week to bring my breakfast in bed this morning.  And, we went out to a lovely little Italian place for dinner last night.  This is exactly how, and with whom, I want to spend my Mother's Day!



And, of course, I wish a very Happy Mother's Day to my own mother - someone who I can always count on, through think and thin...she'll tell me like it is, but will be there to wipe away the tears when the reality gets to be too much for me to handle.

And also a very Happy Mother's Day to Scott's mom - we are so fortunate to have her in our lives.  She is one of the most giving people that I know, and the love she has for her family is apparent.  A big thanks to her for raising Scott to be so loyal, hardworking and generous. He is one in a million!

Now, this mother is going to go pamper herself with a long, hot shower.  And maybe some bon bons!

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