What a weekend!

Well, it was both a good and a bad weekend. Saturday was awesome. Travis got a babysitter and took me 4 wheeling. It was so much fun! We just went to 5 mile pass, but we explored places that we have never been before. We found a trail called Rattlesnake something and started to follow it. Pretty soon we turned around because there was huge rocks that we didn't think we could get over. We went around the mountain and there we found some old mine shafts. They are covered over with cement and rebar, but you can still look all the way down them. It was very interesting. They all had little markers on them saying when they were opened and closed. One of them was from 1789. Anyway, we decided to head back and took a different trail then we had taken coming in. It didn't take us to long to realize that we somehow got back onto the Rattlesnake. There were huge rocks that we were climbing over, and at this point we were to far in to turn around. The road was to narrow to do so. So, we trudged along. It was fun but pretty intense for both of us. At one point, there was a jeep that was coming up the other direction. I was in the middle of the road stuck on a rock. Travis was ahead of me. I finally got unstuck, but then had no where to go because the Jeep had pulled up so close to me. So I started to inch forward and soon realized that because of the sloop that I was forced to be on that I was going to ram right into this guys jeep. So I gunned it! I made it past his jeep and only hit the very back fender that sticks out over his wheel. Travis talked to him and he wasn't worried at all about it. It left a tiny scratch, but didn't really damage it. I was grateful for that, and mostly grateful that I didn't get squished between my 4 wheeler and his jeep. All in all, it was a great day.
When we were done 4 wheeling, we went and got the kids and then Travis took me to Walmart to let me pick out an outfit for mothers day. It was thoughtful of him, but not a fun experience. The kids were tired and ornery. They were trying to be helpful however and picked out some clothes for me to try on. They were all Hannah Montana shirts, that were to small, but I guess they were trying.
That brings me to Sunday. Mothers Day. Which I don't have a whole lot of good to say about, but isn't that how it usually goes? I use to have horrible Mothers Days because I wasn't a mother and wanted to be one so bad. Now that I am one I realize just how unappreciated mothers feel. I did get to actually listen to Sacrament meeting because Simon has a nasty eye infection and so Travis stayed home with the boys. I was there by myself. The priest spoke and did a great job honoring mothers. I also got to go to Relief Society which was a huge treat! I have not been to Relief Society for over a year! It was really nice. They also honored us as women and made me feel very special.
When I got home to my very messy house, the boys gave me a CD. It was a nice gift. I tried to get them to give me a huge and hoped they would tell me that they loved me, but they are boys and that was just to much for them to bother with. Anyway, I am trying very hard to only say the positive things of this day, so that I can remember it better. However, I have to say that as a mom, all I really need and want on Mothers day is to be loved and honored. I appreciate the gifts that were given me, but I would have preferred to have somebody, namely my husband and kids to just tell me they love me and why. Tell me that I am a good mom, and why. I just don't get to hear that enough. Anyway, I read something that somebody posted on a site that I go to and I decided that I need to change my perspective so that I will not have any more horrible Mothers days. I will post some of what I read. "How about a little different perspective. I decided several years ago that if I wanted to celebrate Mother's Day, I must be an active participant. One year I served my children and husband breakfast in bed because I wanted to show them I was happy and proud to be a mom. One year I completed their chores and gave them the day off because I wanted to show them that I am glad to have children. They surprised me with homemade gifts and lots of hugs. Those are the Mother's Day moments I have very fond memories of. Why sit around and wait to be disappointed because your family doesn't meet your expectations on "your" day. It's all a matter of attitude." So, I think I will try this next year. Maybe it will make it a more memorable day for us all!