so i remember to grab my camera before leaving the house yesterday.
it was my first mother's day & i was going to capture every minute of it!
...well i didn't. in fact, i didn't get a single picture. not of alex. me & alex. me, alex & the hubs. my mother, his mother, alex, flowers, family, breakfast, cards- nada.
and this fact wasn't even realized until i dropped (exhausted) onto the couch after putting my child to bed. as i was sitting there basking in the glow of a day full of "it's about YOU mom!" i suddenly remembered that not a single picture had been snapped.
at first i wanted to get weepy & blamefull (is that a word?). why didn't the hubs remind me? why didn't HE take any pictures? why didn't our mother's take pictures? why why why?
but i was too tired. honestly- that's the only reason i didn't say anything (or wake up my poor sleeping child and demand the hubs TAKE A HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY PICTURE OF US RIGHT NOW!!!!)
and i'm so thankful that was the case. because that would have ruined it. instead i went to bed and woke up this morning & realized that mother's day still happened! even without pictures to document this momentous occasion- it still happened. and even without pictures, i'll still remember it 30 years from now.
so while i fully intend on going home and snapping pictures of Alex's card to me, the lilac plants the hubs selected with me in mind, the gifts my own mother got me & maybe even alex & myself (thank you camera remote)- it's ok that i'm doing it today instead of yesterday. it's ok!
(but you bet your ass that i'm getting pictures next year! mark my words!)
happy (belated) mother's day!
- and kudos to those that managed to get pictures yesterday. i bow to your genius.