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BABY TALK©

The day my daughter Amber was born, seventeen years ago, was a proud and happy moment for Jimmy and me.  Like all new parents we were so proud we could burst, and Jimmy hovered anxiously over my bed all that first day as I held Amber in my arms.

Unlike today when a mother and child are typically out of the hospital in twenty-four to forty-eight hours, Amber and I spent four days there before being discharged.  Jimmy spent as much time with us as he possibly could.

Every morning Jimmy teased me about my thorough examination of Amber as though I thought they would bring her to me some morning with parts missing -- hands, arms, fingers, toes all present and accounted for.  But on our last morning in the hospital, as I performed my daily inspection, I was shocked to find a little envelope tucked into the front of Amber's diaper.  What on earth were these people doing?

I gently slid the envelope out of her diaper, finding that rather than paper, the envelope was made of the softest satin.  I carefully opened the envelope to find a note that read, "Look in the bottom drawer of your nightstand".  I handed Amber to Jimmy, who was looking on intently, and climbed out of bed to look in the nightstand.

There I found another note which read:

Our lives have changed forever

From now on it will only get better and better

 To remind you of this precious time

A special gift is yours to find

At the bottom of the poem it read, "When you're finished with this note, ring for the charge nurse."

I pushed the button and almost immediately the nurse walked in with her little pill tray in hand and handed it to me with a smile.  There was the familiar assortment of pills, but in the center was a little box wrapped in pink paper with a shimmering red bow on top.  "What's this?" I asked, to which the nurse just shrugged her shoulders.

I unwrapped the box and found a pair of tiny eighteen carat gold baby booties.

Just then Jimmy held out a beautiful gold charm bracelet.  "This is the single most special occasion in our lives, the birth of our first daughter.  Every year on Amber's birthday we'll add another gold charm significant of her life at that moment.  I love you Deb."  And then he held both Amber and I close in his big warm hug.

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WHOSE DAY IS THIS ANYHOW?

I will never forget my first Mother's Day . . . breakfast in bed complete with a rose in a bud vase, waited on hand and foot all day, dinner out . . . you name it I had it.  Now that's what Mother's Day is all about, right?  Wrong!  That lasted about two years and then our lives became so bogged down with everyday responsibilities I just never felt I could take a whole day to pamper myself.  Maybe breakfast in bed would be squeezed in, but that lasted about fifteen minutes and was accompanied by kids and dogs, all anxious to take advantage of my perceived "trapped" state tucked under the covers with a tray precariously balanced on my lap. 

Two years ago, twelve years into motherhood, I had just made the usual calls to both my mom and my husband's mother to wish them Happy Mother's Day when the doorbell rang.  I had no idea how much I had missed the big "to-do" of my own Mother's Day until the moment I saw my husband standing at the door dressed as a delivery man and holding out an arrangement of irises, "delivery for Mrs. Stone" he said quite formally.

I reached out to take the flowers with what I'm sure can only be described as a look of shock.  "Thank you young man" I replied as I accepted them, "would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?  I'm afraid I don't have any change for a tip."

"Why, yes, thank you ma'am.  I'd like that very much.  Delivering flowers is much harder than most people realize you know."  Ronnie joined me in the living room as I sat the flowers on the coffee table and went to get us each a cup of coffee.  When I returned, he had removed his delivery man's cap and was gently rearranging the flowers, all three of the kids watching on with happy grins.

"Why look here!  There's something stuck down in these flowers!" he exclaimed as though surprised.  At that, he dropped all pretenses and extracted a small golden box and held it in his hand, saying, "Janice, I'm afraid I'm very guilty of getting so wrapped up in everyday things that I don't take the time to tell you what a terrific wife and mother you are.  Mother's Day slides by with barely an acknowledgement, but today I'm going to take advantage of the occasion to show you my appreciation."   He was joined by a chorus of enthusiastic "Happy Mother's Day Mommy.  We love you!" from the kids.

I watched as he opened the lid of the box and removed a Mother's ring with birthstones for each of our children and slid it on my right ring finger.  "Thank you sweetheart for all that you do.  I apologize for not saying it often enough, but it's always something I'm aware of.  I love you very much."

After years of Mother's Day being just another day, my wonderful husband and children had just turned it into one of the most special days of my life.

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MONSTER TRUCK MAMA!

For the most part, my husband and kids treat me like a queen on Mother's Day.  Last year, though, I was beginning to wonder if they had totally forgotten the day because all I was hearing about was that they had tickets to go to some big monster truck rally coming to town on "my" day!  I kept trying to subtly remind them that there was a big day involved and all I got was, "Yeah!  Wow!  This is going to be so cool!"  So, finally, I decided that if I couldn't sway them in my direction I'd just have to join them at the rally and consider it a treat of a different sort!

Quite honestly I had a terrific time at that truck rally.  The roaring trucks doing unimaginable tricks, the speedsters who blew past us in a plume of smoke and flames . . . all of it was pretty exciting.  I was getting into it so much that when my husband asked us if we'd like to go behind the grandstand and look at some of the trucks parked out there, I was the one saying "Yeah!  Cool!  Let's check these things out up close!"  He just grinned and shook his head at me.

The kids and I held each other's hands and trailed David out to the area where the trucks were parked, oohing and aahing at the size of those things.  We stopped at a big purple truck that had tires as big as my whole car. I was fascinated with its sheer size, and when David asked me if I'd like to get inside it, my answer was an unhesitating "Yes!"  He asked the owner if that would be okay, and between him and David they hoisted me up until I was sitting on top of the world surveying my kingdom from a monster truck.

I put my hands on the wheel, not quite doing a "vroom, vroom", but close.  I felt like a kid playing grown up and I decided at that moment that this really was a terrific Mother's Day.

I looked down at the dash to see what kind of gizmos would be included in such a truck and saw that an envelope was blocking my view.  And the envelope had my name on it.  I looked down at David & the kids to see them watching me avidly with huge grins on their faces.  I picked up the envelope to find a small jewelry box sitting behind it but prolonged the moment by politely reading the very beautiful, loving card first.  Then I picked up the pretty little box and removed the shimmering ribbons and gold paper.  Inside was a pair of blue topaz earrings which I immediately put on and surveyed in the monster truck's rear view mirror to admire my family's good taste.

Climbing down to thank David and the kids, I realized that this truly had been a wonderful Mother's Day with my family and I wouldn't have traded it for my "normal" Mother's Day for anything!

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