A Traumatic Morning

Our morning got off to a traumatic start. I heard Micah talking to herself in bed as I finished up my Bible reading, but I didn't think much about it because she usually plays quietly in bed for about 30 minutes before I get her up each morning. SO, I headed off to the bathroom to brush my teeth, but as I shut the water off, I heard wailing. Very loud, very persistent wailing. So, I did what any mother would do. I raced across the house to Micah's room to see if she had finally managed to climb out of her crib.

She had not.

Instead, her entire leg was stuck between the rails of her crib. She had somehow managed to stick the whole thing through, and her knee wouldn't come back out.

She was inconsolable by the time I got there.

It took me a few minutes to figure out which way to push to get it out with the least pain, but I'm sure it was still uncomfortable. Poor thing.

After all of that, I felt sorry for her, so she got the sippy cup of her choice this morning. I know, I'm such a generous Mom.

We also did some of this:

No, I'm not sleeping. And the picture's from Sunday afternoon, but you get the point. I'm trying to embrace the camera. Can you tell?

For the record, you should know that she's fine. I think her knee will probably be a little bruised for a few days, but maybe she learned a lesson about climbing in her crib.

How was your morning? I hope it got off to a better start than mine.

Until next time, grace and peace.

A Letter to My Mama

Mama and me, circa 2008

Dear Mama,

I somehow managed to send you a package for Mother's Day without including a card from myself. Silly, I know, that a stationery designer didn't send her own Mama a mother's day card, but I hope you'll forgive me. Micah drew you a picture. I hope you liked it.

She's a mess these days, Mama, and being Micah's Mommy helps me appreciate all the things you've done for me over the years. How frustrated you must have been with me when I threw all of those terrible tantrums! And even though you left me in the grocery store that one time, you came back to get me. Thanks for that.

Seriously, Mom, I'm more grateful for you now than I ever was then. Being a mom changes things. It really does. Thank you for making sure we were always taken care of. For taking me to the library and teaching me to love reading. For hauling me around to 5,000 different ballgames and practices. For staying up all hours of the night painting for craft shows that funded our Christmas presents. For putting us before yourself. For hand-smocking me dresses and rolling my hair on those pink spongy rollers. For taking me to church and introducing me to the Lord. For creating a home that was always safe and secure and smelled like chocolate chip cookies. For always believing in me, even when I didn't believe in myself. And mostly, mom, for loving me. Always for loving me.

You are quite a special lady, and I love you more than you could ever imagine. Know that you're appreciated and loved, and all of those things you did for us didn't go unnoticed. I promise. So Happy Mother's Day, Mama! I wish I could celebrate it with you in person, but I'm definitely celebrating you in my heart.

Guess what, Mama? Only you know.

How To Tuesday: Fabric Flower Bouquet

It's Tuesday, which means it's time for another fun little tutorial. Since Mother's Day is right around the corner, I thought it would be fun to share a simple project that would make a fabulous handmade gift for all the wonderful mothers out there.

{photo credit Dana-Made-It}

Enter this pretty no-sew flower bouquet from Dana-Made-It. I love its whimsy, AND the fact that you need next to nothing to actually make the little blooms.

The best thing about these flowers? They don't die.

Be sure to click through to Dana-Made-It for the full tutorial.

Happy crafting!

Until next time, grace and peace.