This Dia de las Madres was pretty great. Nothing extraordinary -- I mean, I did start out the day getting my own behind out of bed and making my own coffee. And that pretty much was how the day went, pretty routine. I actually prefer to keep the holidays -- any holiday -- low-key. We went out for lunch at my favorite Vietnamese restaurant in the DC-area, in Seven Corners in Virginia, and that alone made my week. It probably made my mother's week, too, because she loves to go get Vietnamese with me just to find the Com Chin Ga on the menu. The como chinga.
I actually got my Mother's Day gift last week after I got out of the hair salon. The husband and toddler met me outside when I was done, and the husband had a little bag with him. And I kept asking -- jodiendo -- what it was, who was it for until finally he was like, Okay, it's for you. I was like -- wow, you're a whole week early. He was like WTF why didn't the cashier tell me it was next week?! I guess if it ain't bought at the last minute it just don't feel right. It was a lovely necklace and earrings and I've been wearing them all week. Nothing fancy, but just my style.
This is the second year I celebrate Mother's Day as a mother, and tonight as I rocked the toddler K to sleep I was thinking how fast it's gone by -- and then thought, wow, this child is really getting too big to be rocked to sleep every night. Thing is, I really do enjoy rocking her to sleep. It's probably because after her bath and a few bedtime books, she's pretty much ready to pass out by 8 or 8:30-ish. No long drawn out night scenes where I'd need to reach for the final straw bedtime book Now Go the F*$k to Sleep. I'm sure at some point I'll need that book. But for now, she just melts into sleep in my arms, and I love smelling her freshly lotioned cuerpecito and holding her close to me because I know these moments will soon be gone ... unless I'm like the psycho mom in Love You Forever and drive to her dorm or house when she's married and take a ladder with me to climb in the window to rock her to sleep. Don't get me wrong, love the book. But it is total overbearing mama gallina. I'm giving it til she sleeps in a toddler bed, then she can fall asleep on her own.
Anyway, I hope all mother's out there had a wonderful day! And to all my mothers -- my mom, my step-mom, my grandma and my mother-in-law -- las amo a todas.
Love You Forever was my most favorite book to read to my son when he was little (now 10), I feel like reading it again, to him. I miss him being a baby!
aaaww that’s such a sweet surprise. I love being surprised like that. I’m so glad you had a great mother’s day. I LOVE Vietnamese food too, the soups are deliciouis. It’s hard to say Com Chin Ga without cracking a smile, if not outright bursting in laughter.
I just remembered something that happened year ago. I asked my boss (who spoke Spanish) if he would like some “leche” with his coffee and I heard a LOUD gasp from my co-worker. It turned out that leche is a bad word in Tagalog. She thought I was calling our boss a bad word, too funny.
I’m so glad that it was a nice day.
I have to say that I am a little bit jealous. Bedtime is the least favorite part of my day with my oldest. It has never been easy or pleasant for me. She resists sleep as much as possible. My youngest seems to be different already, she cries because she wants to go to sleep.
of course, i cursed myself because that night the toddler woke up at midnight and would not go back to sleep and kept crying … so i ended up sleeping with her in the guest room :/
of course, i cursed myself because that night the toddler woke up at midnight and would not go back to sleep and kept crying … so i ended up sleeping with her in the guest room :/