first mama's day

Mother's day - a day nationally recognized in honor of thine mother.  Yesterday I was blessed enough to celebrate my first.  It was such an incredible feeling being on the "other side" of the table, having someone appreciate all that I've done for them, as a mother.  Sure, my little lady may not be aware of the love and devotion I've had for her over the last 3 months, but one day she will, and that is exciting.

Chris planned a simple, yet sweet picnic in the park.  The weather was beautiful - not unlike most days in SoCal - and the idea perfect.  Honestly, it was just the kind of atmosphere I had envisioned for that day.  The three of us plus Arnold, of course, hanging out outdoors. Lying underneath a tree. Napping. Playing fetch. Watching my daughter visually explore the world around her.  I loved every minute of it.  At least until Madison decided she'd had enough and vocally demanded us to take her home.  But even then the day proved to be memorable, because for one, it was mother's day, and two, it was my first.  And you never forget your first, right?