Lucky

'This is a song a out a girl named Lucky...'

Ok, Britney Spears songs aside, I woke up this morning feeling insanely lucky. While we had a very long and tiring weekend, we headed to NY to visit our friends and my in-laws for a baby shower. And we were showered with love. Truly. We received so many nice, sweet and thoughtful gifts and more importantly, giant hugs and well wishes from people we see entirely too infrequently.

It sounds kind of bad, but we also come back home to a renewed love for our new home every time we go back to our old home. We love it here and are so lucky to have had the chance and opportunity to leave the city for a different life. A life that better suits us. A life that let's us better versions of ourselves.

On top of that, to come home to a supportive and loving local family that took care of our pup while we were gone AND amazing friends who made us a delicious meal so we wouldn't have to cook when we got home... The feeling of love and happiness is indescribable.

We also came home with about 40lbs of hand me downs from E's sister, and the dresser that was in his childhood bedroom for BabyG's nursery. Something just feels so right about that. So so right.

As I lay here in bed feeling my baby boy bounce around, hearing my dog sleepily breathing in his bed and seeing my husband curled up beside me, I am just so full of love I could burst. These people are the true meaning of Mother's Day. I may not have gotten special treatment or a gift, but the world has given me more gifts than I deserve. And for that, I am truly grateful and will count my lucky stars every day for all of the gifts I've been given.