The few days leading up to Mother's Day was for obvious reasons hard on me. I really didn't want to celebrate and if my husband hadn't had to work I probably would have spent the day in bed. However he did work and someone had to take care of the kids, seeing that I'm the MOM I had to do it. LOL The kids gave me their cute gifts they made in school, my husband bought me a bench with a box underneath for our little patio. This way I could keep some of the kids toys in there instead of constantly having to go to the garage. Unfortunately, for the most part my day was cruddy. I was able to take all four of them by myself (yeah me) to a lake right by our house for a walk and that was fun. My son who I have mentioned before that has the behavioral problems was just nasty for most of the day. He was being mean and hateful to everyone. Toward the end of the day I had
I told my husband this year he had to figure out and get a gift for his mom. It was just too hard to try and think of a gift for my Mother-in-law (who has been really great) for Mother's Day when all I could do for my mom was lay flowers on her grave. I thought I would share a story with you about something that happened to me last week. My husband thinks it is just a coincidence, but I know it wasn't.