What I got for Mother's Day...

This morning I woke up with a head cold at 7:23. I had 5 blissful minutes to myself before my 15 month old daughter woke up. I decided in those 5 minutes that regardless of whether my husband even realizes it's Mother's Day, I will have a great Mother's Day. And guess what? When I pried him out of bed 2 hours later, he still didn't realize it was Mother's Day. No flowers, no card, no breakfast in bed, no "Let me take the baby, you can sleep in." But guess what? 

I didn't become a mother so that I could be celebrated on Mother's Day. 

I didn't become a mother for glory.

If no one wishes me a happy Mother's Day all day long, I am still a mother and I am a better person because of it. 

So I baked myself a cookie cake this morning, made my own mother breakfast in bed, started lunch, and read a few verses from the Bible about being a mom. My motherhood is not invalidated if other people don't acknowledge it. My joy is not stolen if I don't even get a cheesy card. 

My reward is my daughters grin when first sees me every morning. My celebration is teaching her to say "Please" and "Thank you." My satisfaction is found when she makes her adorable fishie lips and offers me a kiss. 

So stop feeling sorry for yourself and go hug your babies and thank them for making you a mother.