Mother's Day

I didn't really know how to take Mother's Day.  People began calling, texting, even sent letters, but I felt like a sort of fraud.  Am I really a mother yet?  I haven't really done anything but let this little pea inside me grow.  Does that count?  

Even though I don't think I've been through the war that makes me worthy to be awarded mother day praise, I do know enough about fostering a child to already be ever-more indebted to my mothers (Peggy-biological, grandmas, mother-in-law, etc.), but especially the one who carried me in her womb.  So, once again, thank you mom for all you did for me, have done for me, and will do for me.  I love you!

So here's to all the "real" mothers!