Mother's Day isn't one of my favorite holidays..for reasons I won't go into right now. I wish I could say that this year was an exception and in a way it was..but in other ways, not the best day.
This is actually not a picture from Mother's Day, but it is a date that happened a few days before Mother's Day and I wanted to share. Rob and I aren't the type of couple that goes on dates every week. Sometimes we're lucky to go on one date a month. I know, it's not a good thing really. But with his crazy schedule and the worry of inconveniencing someone with our children, it makes it easier to just stay in sometimes. We do love to go on dates though and always have the best time. This particular day, we were able to pull some strings and go on a date to see Iron Man 3. After that we went and ate at this Greek food place we'd never been to before and we really liked it.
Rob enjoying his food
I realized I rarely put pictures on here of the two of us, so I wanted to make sure I captured one or two
I am so in love with this guy
But back to Mother's Day...I need to backtrack a little. The Monday before Mother's Day I got a visit from the stomach flu and was pretty sick for 24 hours and lost five pounds. Not fun (besides the losing weight part of course; if only it didn't come back when I ate). The next Saturday (day before Mother's day and day after our above date. Clear as mud?), Alivia woke up throwing up in her bed and had some bad diarrhea. She threw up again all over me and the carpet and her toys later that day. We were going to go up to Tremonton for a family get together, but I ended up staying home with Alivia instead while Rob and the girls went. She seemed to be feeling better by bed time though. Sunday morning, Mother's Day, I woke up to an excited Anisten and this on my door. So cute.
Then as the morning goes on (our church is at one), Ani says she's not feeling well. We asked her a thousand times if she was going to throw up and if she had what Livi had and she kept telling us no. She did say that she didn't think she could go to church though, which was very strange because she loves church and is always upset when she can't go. We weren't really sure what was going on and then she walks into the family room to lay on the couch and I hear it. She puked all over the couch. And continued to puke on the couch until I could get something else in front of her face. Ugh. The worst. Rob was so good though. He's like, "It's Mother's Day, so don't touch anything. I got it." How fortunate I was that it was Mother's Day! ;) So instead of going with my family to church and enjoying Mother's Day with everyone healthy, things turned out a little different. Just Aivree and I went to church together instead. It was her first time singing in sacrament with the Primary and she was so excited. They sang Mother, I Love You and she didn't know a single word (she'd missed going to Primary for a couple weeks because she was sick and the week before was Stake Conference, so it'd been awhile since she'd sang in Primary)! She made me giggle and it was so cute to see her try. What more could a mother want?
After sacrament I headed home to be with the sicky while Rob taught our class. Ani threw up about four or five more times that day. She just laid there on the couch and watched t.v., which I actually think she enjoyed if she didn't have to stop and throw up. Poor girl. I was so worried that Aivree would get it, so I didn't want her in the house at all. As soon as they came home from church, Rob and Aivree went to his mom's so he could see her and tell her Happy Mother's Day. Then when they got home, I took Aivree and Alivia to my parents to see my mom and family for dinner, which was really nice. Alivia ended up having a diarrhea blowout while we were there, so I was really regretting my decision to come and apologized to everyone in advance if they got sick. Apparently it was pretty contagious.
So overall, my Mother's Day was just that. Another day of being a mom and doing what mom's do. Which to me is very fulfilling and I am so grateful for the blessing it is. It may not be the most glamorous job, but I'm certainly glad I get to do it.
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