What Motherhood Means

On my first Mother's Day, I realized that I do not yet associate myself with being a mother. I mean I do know that by all technical use of the word that I AM a mother. I do all the standard things that new mother's do, like panic over the details, check to see if she's still breathing in the middle of the night, try to make sure her socks match etc. But just being the milk machine and chief soother does not make me a Mother. I think motherhood is deeper than that. It is a level to which I have not yet achieved.

That being said, one thing that I am really excited for in Motherhood is the passing on of tradition, something that my mother passed on to me. So it is with great excitement that this week-end we introduced the annual planting the pots.

Ok, Hadley, the first thing you do is buy a bunch of pretty flowers. Next year, you can help me pick out all of your favorite colors.

Now we talk about each of the flower names. These are pansies. They are your Nana's favorites! Today we picked out white and purple ones to be different from last year.

And finally, here is where we will let you get your hands in the dirt and make lots of mud and then chase Gibson and Tica screaming and smear it on them. But since you are not old enough yet, we'll let you stare for a little while longer at the pretty colors.