Mother's day is always an interesting day. I think it is for a lot of people in some ways- you have these women who are not mothers, either because they are childless (for whatever reason) or because they are pregnant. I know... some people think that if you are pregnant then you are a mother, but I can't agree with that because the thing about being a mother is that you can't truly understand it unless you really are one. until you see that child, you have no real comprehension of what you really feel. You don't learn to really love in that no holds barred, unconditional love sort of way. Until you have the responsibility of taking that small child into your arms and feeling that responsibility its just a thought and an illusion that you only think you understand. It's the strangest thing in so many ways. What really makes me wonder is those parents who don't feel that commitment to their child: the need to love them, take care of them, be there for them and support them throughout their entire life. I suppose I can't understand it because it seems illogical in so many ways-Even from a scientific perspective, we are "programmed" to love and nurture our children.
From a personal side, today was good. We got up and had breakfast. Josh and Tiffy made peach stuffed french toast with cinnamon rolls, sausage and coffee. We hung out for a while and then took a nap. We got up and hung out for a while. I worked on some school prepping, while they went out and went to the store. When they came back, Tiffy gave me my gifts: a framed picture collage and a hand plaster casting. It was cute. She was so excited about all the stuff she had worked so hard on. We went to a movie a bit later- Ironman. It was a funny movie. We got home and Josh helped Tiffy make a chocolate cake (all by herself), and while it baked Josh made dinner. All in all, a chill day.
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