My heart melted for my mom in a whole new way. I felt the love that she had for my brother and her cultivating of his imagination.
Saturdays are still the same, only these Saturdays lately, I make it a point to give myself some self-love. I got a mani-pedi one time. Another time I just took the time to relax in a bubble bath. I finished my work early one day and no one was home yet, so I treated myself to my favorite restaurant. It became important for me to give myself some special me-time.
When I became a mother my passion for journaling grew exponentially because my girls gave me so much material. I would literally journal nearly three times a day. I'd write letters to my girls on how excited I was to be their mother. I'd write about our daily adventures and how much they were growing. I had so much to say about the beauty of motherhood.