Mother's Day

I had a memorable first Mother's Day. Of course, I loved that I am, in fact, now a mother, but the day was even more meaningful because my own mother was here to share it with me. We all went to church in the morning. (Claire didn't even make a peep.) Later in the day we enjoyed a turkey dinner, and in the evening we watched some home videos my parents had brought--a walk down memory lane.

My mom has been the real hero of the last few weeks, helping me to bring Claire to doctor's appointments, getting food, going to Target, tackling some spring cleaning jobs around the house, giving us tips on how to diaper, burp, and soothe Claire, and generally keeping me company and keeping me sane. She leaves this afternoon (my siblings are anxious to have her back in Washington for their own grandma time) so we will truly be on our own for the first time since Claire was born. She demonstrated in the past few weeks all the love, generosity, and sacrifice of motherhood once again. Thanks Mom! I love you!