My mother’s day was spent with my mother, step-dad, and brothers at a funeral in Seattle for my mom’s best friend. It was a day full of laughter and tears celebrating the life of a woman so many people loved.
It was so hard to officially say goodbye to her, but it was a special day and a wonderful way to honor her.
Kyle was home with the kid all day, and he essentially had no appetite and was grumpy all day. Kyle mentioned that he suspected pink eye was setting in, and now that I’m up feeding him and rocking him, I can confirm that the symptoms are pretty clear. Poor kid. He seems pretty unhappy.
And of course that means working from home for me, and a trip to the doctor, and more antibiotics. Again, poor kiddo. And happy mother’s day to me.