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my first mudder’s day.

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My first Mother’s Day is in the books!  Except that it’s not actually in any books because I am terrible at documenting things in journals or baby books.  Does this blog count?  As the worst baby book ever?  Anyhoo, Mother’s Day numero uno is down the hatch.  I mentioned in my last post that my mom is here from MN for the week and so I got to spend the day with both her and my little family.  She and I haven’t been able to spend Mother’s Day together for a long long time, at least since before Casey and I moved away from MN 5 years ago, and so to spend my very first one with her was pretty great.  I feel like since I’m an actual participant of the holiday this year, the whole day seemed to carry a new significance and weight.  But like, happy weight.  Not like, too many burritos weight.  Somehow, being on the other side of the Mother’s Day equation this year made me appreciate the special women in my life even more than before.  And appreciate that I have this day to feel appreciated as a woman and a mother.  Are you guys still reading this or have your eyes rolled out of your face?

So anyways, the point of all this is that my day was lovely.  Casey got up with Crosby at 6am so that I could sleep in until a luxurious 7am.  DREAM BIG.  Which honestly was amazing, especially considering we had both been up late the night before celebrating at our friends’ wedding.  (“Celebrating” is code for drinking too many old fashioned’s and dancing my ballz off on the dance floor to the point where my feet huuuurt the next morning. Hashtag this is 30.)  So that extra hour of sleep did wonders for my fuzzy soul that morning.  Once I woke up I was greeted with some hot coffee and slobbery kisses by my little baby guy, followed by cards and sweet gifts and more coffee.  Then we all went to breakfast at the same place that Casey and I went for Mother’s Day last year.  I smell a tradition!  It’s crazy to read back on that post and think about how much has changed since then.  Like the thickness of my hair.  And thinking 7am is sleeping in.

Later that day my mom and I ran a few baby-free errands, which may seem like a boring activity to some, but in actuality is akin to taking a small vacation.  Walking through Target with free hands is a luxury, my friends.  Leisurely browsing sandals and stopping to very carefully select the best ziplocs is the stuff mom dreams are made of.  Or something.  My sweet mama also bought me a few plants for our porch that I have really high hopes for.  I’m going to go ahead and give them an expected life span of the whole entire summer.  You hear me plant gods?  They will survive!  Or at the very least, they will NOT fall of the edge of the porch and go unnoticed for 2 weeks, like some petunias I know.

Then that evening we rented a movie and ate snacks and it was a perfectly lovely ending to a perfectly lovely day.  Except I don’t know if I would recommend Cake as an appropriate film to watch on Mother’s Day.  Take my word for it.  The storyline will make you want to grow a human kangaroo pouch and shove your kid inside and never let them leave.  But I do give Jennifer Aniston’s performance in it a solid A-.  Team Jen for life, is my perspective on things.

And that’s the story of my very first Mother’s Day!  It was good.  Thanks to my family, and especially to my little baby boy who will always be the one who made me a mama.  I love you, Crosby.

I hope you all had a lovely day celebrating the great women in your life.  Or at the very least, drinking some really good coffee and buying ziplocs.

More pics from our day, if you please!

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10 things I learned from my mom.

mamaIn honor of Mother’s Day, I thought I’d pay tribute to my most favorite lady in the world.  I’ve learned a lot from my mom throughout the years, but here are a few gems that stick with me….

* Always remember birthdays. And anniversaries, and special events.  Send a card, people will appreciate it.

* If you have something nice to say to someone, say it.  Don’t hold it in just because it seems insignificant.

* No matter how long the car ride is, bring snacks.  Or just have a snack drawer in your car.  Actually, do both.

* Forgive.

* There is a right way and a wrong way to load a dishwasher ;)

* You don’t always need to follow a recipe.  Just use lots and lots of spices.  Just dump ’em right in.

* Everything happens for a reason.

* 3 words:  movie theater popcorn.

* Be nice to everyone.  Even if you don’t want to be – it’ll make you feel better in the long run.

* Coffee.  Lots and lots of coffee.

I love you mama Ziggy! ;) You mean the world to me and I couldn’t be more proud to have you as my mom.  I wish I could be there to celebrate with you today – but I’m so glad we got to kick it last week.  Good times (blap blap blap!) 

Also, now that I’ve buttered you up, hopefully you won’t mind as much when I tell you that I just realized some of the coffee I served you last weekend expired in 2011….

Happy Mother’s Day!!

S


that is one grand dog.

My mom and stepdad came for a visit this weekend and I loved every bit of it.  My mostest favoritest part of the weekend was spending some QT with my mom… but coming in a close second was watching her interact with Gus.  My mom is a what I consider a dog bystander, she doesn’t love or hate them, she tends to avoid interaction, but she does however, have a heart of gold when it comes to any animals’ overall well-being and care, and our dog in particular.  So you can imagine my excitement and amusement when she finally got to meet our little boy and made great efforts to love him almost as much as we do.

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What I imagine they’re both thinking…..

Mom: Please don’t make me regret putting my face so close to your face.  I know we’re practically strangers but I feel that since you’re my granddog, we can have an unspoken agreement and connection that will allow us to coexist over the next few days.  And as time progresses I think that I will find myself actually enjoying tolerating your company.  I might even go so far as to say that you are changing my overall view on house dogs.  All of this hangs in the balance of this photo.  Please don’t fart on me.

Gus: Squirrel?!

Love you and miss you mama!  Gus says what up.