Mothers Day

I used to ask my mom when Children's Day was. Her standard reply was, "Everyday is childrens day". I think I've used that on my daughter a couple of times. I love that girl so much! She's smart, beautiful, funny and has a good heart. She's already asked Jesus to come into her heart and forgive her of her sins and no matter how many times I tried to question her about it, she stood firm on her decision. I guess I don't want her growing up with doubts like I had. But, she has that childlike faith. Now, she has decided to get baptized. That is soooo cool! I'm proud of her. I remember the first time I ever saw her I thought 2 things: She doesn't look like an alien and she's actually pretty. Then I cried. I never understood before people who cried because they feel strong emotion. I only cried when I was sad. But, I cried that night because of a good feeling in me.
I think I'd only held one baby before my daughter came along. I was so scared of little babies because I was afraid I would break them. But my girl felt so natural right from the start. The diaper thing was a different story. I bought masks because I hated the smell of dirty diapers. I'm sure I shocked that little baby when she saw this masked lady hovering over her. But soon I got used to that also and the mask came off.
I've made a lot of mistakes already in her short life. Some of them I can't even think about yet because they hurt me really deep. The pictures in my mind haunt me. I know I'll have to deal with them one day. But, I was able to help her find Jesus and that's the most awesome thing ever.
I think Mothers Day is like an extra slice of New York street pizza. I mean I get blessed every day being a mom. So having a day to celebrate it is like bonus.