My first mother's day.

If spending every day with Jason for the last 6 months hadn't made me feel like a mother, then celebrating my first Mother's Day did. It's official, I've joined the ranks of many women before me. It was a simple celebration, some beautiful flowers and a card. Even though Jason didn't go with him on his shopping trip, they were "picked out by Jason". Our cats enjoy feasting on flowers and every nice bouquet I've received previous had been ruined, so he even made sure they would fit on the mantle out of harms way so I'd at least have a few days with them. Even though yesterday I spied Charlie about to make his attempt at jumping. I caught him just in time.

I am looking forward to the day when Jason can actually call me "mom" or "mommy" what ever he chooses, although I like "mommy". The first time I heard my niece call my sister "mom" was pretty neat. It still catches me off guard, oh right she IS a mom too! and Riley isn't just a really cool pet that can do really neat tricks. She's a person who's almost 4! As Jason is becoming his own person too. I remember when he was just a newborn and he didn't really do much but eat, sleep, poop and cry. Paul said, "I don't think it has hit me that he is a person yet, I'm thinking he is kind of like a cat right now."

Soon we'll be able to look back and say, remember when Jason was a baby... and we celebrated our first Mother's day? Time sure is flying.