Today was my first mother's day, obviously I've lived through a few but today was my first as a mother. My three month old son really didn't do to much for me he sorta just wined, cooed, smile, and made diapers that either me or my husband had to change. However I now appreciate, even more so then I did before, what exactly my mother has done for me. Not just in the last 3 month but in my entire life and not only did she do these motherly things for me but my sibling as well.
Over the next few, 18 or so, years I have a feeling I will know exactly how much my mother went through just to make sure I stayed alive. :P I'm looking forward to all these new experiences and the little things that my children will give me over these year, not just the physical gift but also the little joys and frustration of them simply being alive in this ever changing world