On Friday after work, Sheff and I headed over to our friends house. She had baked me my grandma’s coconut cake for mother’s day, and y’all, she did such a good job. I have never been able to quite get it just like hers, but she nailed it on the first try. We ended up staying and ordering pizza for dinner while the kids played outside. B joined us just in time to bring the pizza over. The kids celebrated the weekend with Shirley Temples. Sheff and I left a little before Bennett – we got home and immediately into pajamas. I watched Free Willy, and got all the nostalgia feels – my sister and I used to watch the VHS on repeat. They don’t make movies like this anymore!
Saturday morning, we woke up and got ready for Sheff’s ballgame. Unfortunately, they only had five players, and put up a good fight, but came just short. It’s hard to get kids out when you don’t have a lot of kids on the field!! They played their little hearts out, and Sheff got to be pitcher again, so he was excited. He had some pretty good hits, and almost caught a fly ball. After that, Sheff and I met my sister for lunch at Cajun Boys down by where she lives. It was so good and so much food. After that, we did a little shopping and then came on home. B had made an earlier mother’s day dinner of steaks and poatos, since we were headed to his parents house on Sunday. We ended the night getting caught up on Handmaid’s, and went to bed.
Sunday, I got up early to get a ride in before heading down to B’s parents. My boys got me the picture printer that I really wanted, and Sheff’s hand-written cards were perfect. In Montgomery, we played outside and grilled burgers, and I even got a semi-decent picture with my kid. The one below is super edited, but I had a fun time with it. And this is pretty much our relationship anyway!! Him rolling his eyes at me, and me trying to get him to pay attention! We got stuck in a big wreck on the way home, so it took us about 45 minutes more than normal to make it. B got me sushi, we watched some Schitts Creek, and went to bed.
Being a mom is super hard – there is no denying that. But it is so rewarding. I love watching him grow – and I love watching his little personality shine through. Most days, his squeezy hugs and kisses are enough to turn any day around. I am very thankful that I was chosen to be his mom.