This past Mother’s Day was my first as the mom of a daughter. I have two older boys and have celebrated many previous Mother’s Days, never really giving much thought to the specifics of the day, or how it is typically observed (well, at least not beyond the common sentiment that uninterrupted sleep is always greater than the inevitably ill-fated breakfast in bed).
But this year’s Mother’s Day brought on a much deeper reflection than I have ever engaged in about the holiday. My altered view of the day was partly because I now had a daughter who someday may be a mom herself, opening me up to a flood of thoughts and emotions that simply were never applicable to my boys.
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