9AM church. Sleep in until 8AM. Breakfast of yogurt with granola and bananas unfinished. Children mostly dressed thanks to wonderful Colin. Don’t even wash my hair but throw it up in a messy bun. Race to church, arriving as the opening song is ending. Hold wiggling children on my lap through most of Sacrament Meeting. Cry through the rest of it as I give my talk. Present a Sharing Time lesson on “Baptism” in Primary. Laugh with friends as we chat and eat our Mother’s Day chocolate flower passed out at church (instead of attending Relief Society– oops). Head home to lunch on leftover lasagna. Fall into bed for a blessed nap. Wake to the sounds of whining children. Open the gift Warren made for me at school. Feast on two of my favorite breakfasts, Eggs Benedict and Crepes with Nutella and Strawberries, eaten as dinner and made by Colin. Lounge in the evening with my sweetheart at the end of our long week.
Just another Sunday in the life of this mother. And it was a good one.