Right now, I’m sitting on the couch under a blanket. Warm and snuggly. All 3 kids and my hubby are here, together. Basketball playoffs on the tv. And this, this has been the best part of my Mother’s Day.

I don’t know why, but this morning I imagined Mother’s Day like this: I wake up, and the house is sparkling clean. In this fantasy my husband wakes up early, and since he knows my love language is acts of service, decides to cleans the entire house. He shows me how much he loves me and appreciates me as the mother of his children. In this fantasy, breakfast is made too, with the kids help. I’d take lots of pictures and plaster them all over Facebook so everyone sees how perfect mother’s day is. After all, that’s what Facebook is for, right? After church in my fantasy, we go out for lunch, because of course, mom’s cooking and cleaning is off duty today. After a wonderful lunch with all the children well behaved, we go home to our sparkling house and I have “me time” during the day to read, drink tea, and finally paint my nails.

Well, this morning, I woke up to a kitchen with dishes in the sink. I made the breakfast, but it was all good. We are together and the kids gave me beautiful artwork they’ve been working on at school. And a funny card my husband picked out. Breakfast didn’t last long, because I was trying to get to a barre class. Remember, my fantasy involved “me time”, and this was the perfect way to get some time to myself aaand work on tightening my core. (Much needed after 3 kids). Interesting, when I was driving there, I didn’t want to go anymore. I wanted to still be around the small table with my family, picking up the scrambled eggs as they fell near the chair of my 1 year old. Luckily, my tardiness to everything in life paid off today when they sent me home because I was late. Now I get to be with my kids. I drove home happy. They were so happy to see me back so soon. This reality was better than my “me time” fantasy.

Church was great, as always. Now what’s for lunch? I could have easily let my husband know I wanted to go to a restaurant, and he happily would have taken me and the kids. But ladies, why do we wait to see if our husbands can read our minds?!? They cannot. So we stopped at the store and got some hamburger meat and buns to make burgers. Okay fine. I went back in to my fantasy and changed it to my family making lunch for me instead of breakfast.

Well, I found myself in front of the stove cooking the hamburgers. And, in between flipping them, loading the dishwasher. I found myself in a mood. Why was I cooking and cleaning? Isn’t this supposed to be my day? What happened to the part where I’m on the couch relaxing and my pampered feet are up? I came back to reality and flipped the burgers again.

My thoughts were getting me in a bad mood, and I needed to change it quick. This was NOT how I was going to feel on Mother’s Day. In that moment, I made a choice to be happy. (It really is a choice.) Life is all about perspective. Why was I allowing see things negatively? I quickly turned my thoughts around.

I thanked God for the beauty of motherhood. I was humbled when I thought of women who are not able to have children. Or the people who have lost their mother and cannot celebrate with them today. I became so thankful that I had a family I could cook for. Who cares that I have to load the dishwasher today? I was created for this job-to take care of my family! God made me a woman, a mother, and the kind who desires to care for a big family! I have been so blessed! I stood a little taller and smiled as I stirred the vegetables. Proud to be, and empowered by the title I have: Mother. Mama. Mom.

God doesn’t give us anything we can’t handle. And we must handle it well. Positive, poised, and grateful.

Besides, God could have given men the job of keeping the house running, but the meals wouldn’t get cooked until after their nap and we’d all be starving! 😂

What a wonderful day. Time spent with family, doing what I do best: Taking care of my home and the people I love most.

Your thoughts shape reality. And reality is great!

~Whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely and admirable, think about such things.~ Phil. 4:8

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