So today was Mother's day, but it was a normal "mothers day". We had good times and we had times that were not so good.
The day started earlier then I would like but that is normal.
Jeriah woke up happy and his wiggly little self is what woke me up, this is normal.
There was the usual breakfast, for the most part the kids ate well without too many "hurry and eat it's time to go", or "stop playing with your food".
Dropping Marin off at school went the way it normally does, she was happy to see her friends, we read the morning message on the board, I gave her a hug and kiss and said goodbye.
Corban and I went for our usual Sunday morning swim, we had a really fun time together, this is normal.
Jeriah was all smiles when we got home and he nursed and then the boys and I spent the morning playing, this is normal.
Both Corban and Jeriah were showing signs of needing an early lunch and then off to bed for naps. Jeriah was grumpy if I took too long to put the food in his mouth. Corban spilt his milk.
Marin got home, she chatted with me while she ate her pear slices and I put dinner in the slow cooker. She was still eating her pears, she took forever (this is sometimes normal), I ate my lunch, we sat beside each other and continued our chat, and played little rhyming word games, she has a wild imagination. All normal.
Marin played, I did a little task on my "to do list". Corban woke up.
We popped some popcorn, put on a movie, grabbed a couple blankets and had a good snuggle on the couch. Jeriah woke up before the end of the movie, he joined us and nursed.
We went upstairs to play, I organized a few things while the kids played, bury each other in the stuffys and pretend it is mud. Normal, normal, normal.
Ian came home, I put the last few things together for dinner, Marin and Corban ate really well even their veggies, beans. Jeriah was grumpy, teeth! We headed out for an evening walk, we went to the marina, we were all happy to be out enjoying the sights.All bits of normal and not normal.
Five minutes into our walk Corban tripped, he was crying, really crying, this is not normal. Ian rushed to him, his knee was bleeding, there was a deep gash, we knew he needed stitches, this is not normal. We went straight back to the house, Ian carrying Corban (who was no longer crying) using a couple napkins to apply pressure to his knee. I ran ahead pushing Jeriah and Marin with the stroller. We grabbed our keys and wallets with the necessary medical cards and off we went to emergency. Ian held Corban, I drove. We got there and they took us right in (this is normal for KAUST), Corban was interested in all the things going on around him. This is normal. The nurses got him ready, the doctor came. We had to pin him down, I didn't watch I just hugged him, talked to him and held him still. He got two stitches. Not normal, but necessary. My poor boy cried, I cried a little too, it hurt him, he said "All done, all done! All done please!" He even remembered his manners, what a sweet boy. This is normal. Once it was over and he sat back up again, he was friendly with the nurses, giving high fives and accepting their praise for how brave he was.
We headed back home to bath the kids and put them to bed. They were in bed pretty much on time considering.
Jeriah took a little longer then normal to settle. I cuddled him to sleep, this is normal.
I will enjoy all the normal (and not normal) little moments, and try and remember all the moments from when they are so little, it is normal now, but not forever. I am thankful. I love you my kid-lets.
Happy Mothers Day!