Mother's Day: "Passion Rekindled"

Last year was my first mother's day and I was right smack in the middle of law school finals. I remember my first mother's day very well: sitting on the floor of my bedroom in four day old sweats typing up a last minute 20 page paper on financial institutions. For my adult life (or at least since I'd gotten pregnant), I'd kinda dreamed about how awesome my first mother's day would be. I imagined all kinds of different things: nights out, cheesy cards, a huge bouquet of spring flowers, maybe chocolates or some handmade art (ok maybe farfetched with a 9 month old kid). But it most certainly did not involve exams.

My husband had kept promising me that we'd go see a movie I wanted to see as soon as finals were over. But eventually, mother's day got pushed to the background and forgotten about. I was disappointed and let down. And, apparently, in the past 12 months, I had complained about it enough times because for Mother's Day this year, my husband went ALL out. It was like a double Mother's Day. It was all a surprise and it was all awesome.

First, my husband arranged to have my son stay with his grandparents for all day Saturday and overnight. And I was more than a little skeptical when he told me to pack my gym clothes. But he took me to the gym and we both got in a good workout- which was a great idea because I felt less guilty splurging on dinner and drinks later (he's so smart!). Then we went to see Iron Man 2. Sadly, it was not nearly as good as the first one (which I LOVED) and didn't live up to the hype. But I still had fun spending a lazy afternoon at the theater with my husband. Then we walked along a waterfront park and had yummy bakery cookies.

Then, he drove me to a fancy resort where he booked us an AMAZING room and treated me to a nice (and pricey) dinner. After dinner I got to relax in the hottub (I LOVE hottubs)!! There is nothing in the world better than slipping between fresh, crisp hotel sheets after a refreshing soak in a hottub. And, not to brag or anything, the hotel room had 16 foot ceilings!!! (my husband claims they were 20 feet- we've got a good bet going).

Maybe I'm super easy to please but nothing gets me more excited in the entire world than sleeping in a hotel (ok, maybe a giant pool filled with hershey kisses and cowboys). I don't know what it is, but I love everything about hotels. The adventure and excitement of being in a new place. The nice clean rooms. The big tv that you can watch and change channels WHILE IN BED. The smell of newly cleaned hotel bathrooms. And slipping between two crisp bed sheets. Then there is the possibility of room service (we never get it, but KNOWING it's possible is totally awesome) and going out to eat. Hotels are simple amazing!

The place was so fancy- in a swanky, rustic lodge kinda way. I felt a little guilty for being the center of so much attention and money spending. But my husband claims he got a good deal on a "Passion Rekindled" resort package. So, our passion has officially been re-kindled.... four times to be exact...

And then I got to come home to this guy...

And this beautiful, sunny day...


Ok, third time's a charm:

P.S. Ever seen someone wear a swim suit with cowgirl boots?

The only other shoes I had brought were heels so I was stuck wandering the resort wearing a fashion nightmare- you should have seen the wedding guests in the reception room when I tried to steal a piece of cake wearing this, it was priceless!.