My Day

Happy Mother's Day all you mommas!

Last year I gave a shout out to some of my favorite mom's and this year I want to talk about me.

This Mother's Day turned out a little different than I expected. Turns out when I forgot Mother's Day it was partially cause I thought it was next week (oops). And it was also partially because while we were in Florida Wy's dad and I planned his next trip out here and planned it for this weekend. Genius me!

Part of the weekend was really hard. Yesterday Wyatt spent...6 (roughly) hours hanging out with his dad. I took Wy over to the hotel, took him upstairs to his dad's room and then had to leave him.

The poor kid knew it was coming. We have been up to his dad's room before during these visits so at first Wy didn't care. But as I was showing his dad the things I brought with ("Swim suit, swim diaper...FOR IN THE POOL ONLY! If he pees in this while you are holding him YOU WILL GET WET") Wy started to realize I was leaving and he was staying. His little hands started digging into my arm while I held him. Finally I couldn't put it off any longer, told his dad he needed to distract him as best as possible once I left and to call if ANYTHING (too much crying, fever, throwing up, cuts, scrapes...I covered all the bases) happened.

I had to just turn around and walk out. Wyatt sprinted (as fast as his little legs could carry him anyway) for the door when I opened. I listed to him screaming and crying and yelling "MAMA MAMA MAMA" all the way down the hall to the elevator until the doors opened. I think I pressed the lobby button about 16 times. I was bawling. I called my step mom and she was wonderful enough to let me cry and then do her very best to distract me until I calmed down a little bit.

At home I ate lunch then laid on the couch watching chick flicks and drinking beer trying not to cry, failing a few times. Since I stopped at the grocery store on the way home, once I was on the road again I felt like enough time had passed for me to call and make sure Wyatt was ok. He was. His dad said he appreciated the call...I think he thought I was making sure he was ok...not even close. I really just wanted to make sure I didn't hear Wyatt still crying in the background.

My heart was in a vice until I saw Wy again. Six hours isn't even close to the longest time I have been away from him; but this was the first time I was crazy with worry the whole time we were apart. I finally had to face my fear of his dad actually having to kind of be a parent. It was horrible. I hope it gets easier as time goes on, though the reality of Wyatt's age tells me it's going to be pretty awful for a while. He is at that age where he is having serious separation anxiety when I leave him places and with people he doesn't know well. Thankfully I have a very friendly and loving kid and he tends to warm up to anyone given enough time.

Today Wyatt and I hung out in the morning and just watched TV and played. It was fantastic. Then we picked up his dad and spent a couple hours at the park. For the most part I got to just sit there and relax...a rare moment!

The best of part of the last two days though was Wyatt. He was so lovey! He climbed all over me both days, wanted a zillion hugs and kisses and more than anything just seemed to want to be close to me. He has started to do this really cute thing where he comes up to me, puts his hands on my cheeks, smiles real big and says "Hiiiii!" (It's way cuter in person than in text)

I have come to realize the best hugs come once your kid doesn't have to give them. It is so much better when they come to you and throw there little arms around your neck. Yeah, there is often some choking involved, but it the most wonderful thing ever.

A friend of mine wrote that it's more important to feel appreciated in your life every day than to just feel special this one day of the year; it's so true. And even though I am single and don't have a hubby to remember to appreciate me on Mother's Day, Wyatt has gotten to an age where he is able to show me how much he loves me every single day! Nothing could be better than that.

I hope all my mom friends feel appreciated every day. Even if it's just for a minute when your child comes up and kisses you for no reason, or hands you a picture they drew, or smiles in a way that reminds you of their sweet newborn self. Mom's have the hardest and most important job. We also have the most rewarding job.

Hugs my mommy friends!