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Mothers Day


Last year, on my first mothers day, I was too afraid to brave a restaurant with a newborn. I wish I had been that smart this year! We went out to a delicious and elegant mothers' day brunch at 1789 with my parents. This restaurant holds a very special place in the Diehl household because it is where my wonderful husband broke out into tears in front of all our friends. Oh wait, did I write that? I mean, it was the restaurant where we had our rehearsal dinner before our wonderful wedding. (it's mothers' day, I get to poke fun at the Mr. just once)

Anyhow. Typically Julia is an angel in restaurants. She loves to say hi to everyone and eat fancy food. But I think she KNEW it was Mothers Day, so she wanted me to work for my special treatment. All morning she was cranky. I tried to anticipate trouble and divert it by packing the typical arsenal of grahams, pretzels, toys, and most importantly, lots of cheese. It went well for a while. Julia was in her gorgeous fancy dress and she was not trying to pull plates or the tablecloth off the table. She managed to eat off her place mat despite the fact that the suction cups don't stick to tablecloths.

Then she got restless. Brian saved the day by bringing her outside a couple times. And I put her in my lap a couple times. I forgot to pack the sacred applesauce (that is the present miracle pill when she's whiney). With constant shhhing and creating diversions, we made it through brunch and were able to go outside and show Grandma how we're starting to walk. We then went for a walk around Georgetown and to the chapel where we got married. We got back to the car and Julia sang in her most beautiful voice for the ride home. Noooo, she didn't sing. She cried. She screamed. Then she fell asleep. It was a whirlwind of a morning (it kind of reminded me of Christmas morning) and I was exhausted when we got home. But then I got to go shopping all by myself. Now THAT was a great treat on mother's day. And from the looks of the store I was in, many moms do that exact same thing.

Despite the exhaustion, the frustration, the concern that I'm not doing something right, I wouldn't change a thing. I have a beautiful, healthy, happy (most of the time) baby girl and a husband who just is indescribably supportive and wonderful and fun. I have the best family in the world (including my number one, Bella). Happy Mothers Day all.






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