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A special Mother’s Day. . .

This Mother’s Day marks the very last Mother’s Day that I won’t be an “official” mother.  Although, I do already feel like a mom since I am carrying my baby around with me everywhere, and taking care of him the best I can. The Mother’s Day was a time to reflect back on what my mom is to me, and how she has helped shaped my character.  I couldn’t help but reflect back because I am always thinking about the kind of mother that I want to be.  The answer is easy- I want to be the kind of mother my mom was to me. She has always been generous, giving everything she could.  She has always been understanding, maybe not always approving of my decisions, but supporting them.  She has always given me guidance, when I didn’t know which way to go or where to turn to.  I feel lucky to have the mom I have had, and I can only hope that I am half the mother that she was to me.

I took a trip out to Dyer, IN to visit my mom and grandma this Mother’s Day. I took them to lunch and came back to my mom’s house to spend a little more time with them. Of course they had gifts for me, even though I’m not an official mom.  But most of them were for Baby Asbaty.  Always so generous! One of my favorite gifts of the day were lullaby CD that my mom gave me. They are Michael Jackson, The Beatles, The Beach Boys, and Queen lullabies.  No singing, all music.  Very soothing! Check them out at http://www.rockabyebabymusic.com


My gift for my mom was symbolic.  I decided to give her a tree to be planted in her backyard that would symbolize the life of my son.  When my sister and I were born, my parents planted tress that represented us.  Now it was time to plant another tree, to represent this great new beginning.  She loved the idea of planting this tree for Baby Asbaty!

When I got home, I received the prettiest wild flowers from John.  Sunflowers, mixed with other colorful flowers was such a sweet gesture.  When he gave them to me he said, “Thanks for carrying our baby.” :) Aww.

That night we went to see an incredible movie called “Babies.”  If you haven’t seen it yet, I highly recommend it! It’s about four babies that grow up in four completely different ends of the world.  No dialogue. No narration.  All just the babies.  The four locations of the babies documented from birth to one year, is Mongolia, Africa, Tokyo, and San Francisco. The most amazing part of the movie is when you realize that the baby from the middle of Africa, who has no toys, no clothes, and runs around on rocks and dirt- is just as happy as the baby from San Francisco, who has it all.  We are so protective of our babies and this movie makes you realize that they are tough, and will be ok.  The family from Africa taught me that.  Go see this movie!

http://www.filminfocus.com/focusfeatures/film/babies/

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