It’s amazing to me that I’m marking my third fourth* Mother’s Day as a mother today. It seems like no time ago at all that Ken and I talked about how it would be bad luck to celebrate Mother’s Day or Father’s Day when I was still pregnant - a mother-to-be I certainly was but not yet entitled to the full festivities. And yet, Reid is a big girl of almost-four-years and yesterday Grandma Barb made a cake that had “Happy Mother’s Day” on it and listed my name along with Lisa’s, Grandmama’s and  hew own. It’s a day for spending thinking about what it means to be a mother, I suppose, but also a day for being a mother - two activities that have trouble co-existing in my life. Reid and I went out for breakfast this morning and then for a swim and some time in a hot tub. She has given me many kisses, one specifically for Mother’s Day, and wished me a happy Mother’s Day. I’ve been chosen as the line leader, an honour to be sure and allowed to use the card to open the door to our hotel room. It’s clear I’ll be pampered today.

If we were at home, I’d head over to the [1] Farm (Canada Agriculture Museum) and if we make it back to Ottawa in time, we just might go there. Of all of the [2] Mother’s Day activities that I wrote about on Thursday, seeing mama and baby farm animals is my favourite. If you’re in Ottawa and looking for other things to do today, check out the newly-updated [3] Ottawa Events with Kids page.

Happy Mother’s Day to all.

Edited to correct my math. (There is a reason I pay an accountant to do my taxes ;+)