I'm living my dream

I used to have a recurring dream. I'd have it during the day, so I guess you could call it a recurring daydream. Here's my dream:

I am standing at a counter somewhere. [Of course I would be shopping in a dream, right?] As I am standing at this counter, I bend down and pick up a small child. A baby, maybe a year and a half old? I put the baby on my hip, and turn to the counter again.

That's it, that's the whole dream. It's a snippet, it just lasted a few seconds and I used to see it over and over and over again. Back when I was single, before I was a mom. After I had cervical cancer and was told I might need to have a hysterectomy if they couldn't get it under control, and that happened when I was 26. Now I'm 36. Never had that hysterectomy, thank God.

The other day I was at Bread Company with my kids, a special treat wherein I take them out for breakfast before school and they proceed to fight and throw food and ingest twenty calories total which will get them through their entire morning. As we were ordering, I had that moment, that deja vu moment, where I turned to pick up Griffin and then turned back to pay my bill. And I realized, I am living my dream.

My daydream, my night dream, that I used to have all the time, is now my life. And I am so happy with that.

I know Mother's Day is a Hallmark created holiday. No wait, it was created by a woman who just wanted a day in the year where moms could sit down and take a freaking break already. But Hallmark really jumped on it and now it's this huge thing and accounts for the second busiest phone call day and greeting card mailing day in the year. But you know what?

I like it.

I like Mother's Day.

Cause I'm a mother, and I'm happy there's one day where we can eat too much at a brunch buffet and spend the day diddling around, not doing laundry.

My one regret? That my life isn't such that I could just keep on having babies. Cause my new dream is a house full of kids. Six, seven, four, five. Whatever. Just more babies, more kids, more fun, more chaos. It isn't going to happen, but a girl can dream!

Happy Mother's Day!

P.S. I finally caved and put some cute things on Etsy for sale. I have a feeling it'll help me justify my ginormous fabric stash? The link is in my sidebar to the right. Did I do it OK? Any changes?

- H