|Black Raspberry ice cream happily sitting in chocolate sauce|
I've had some great Mother's Days in my short tenure as Mommy. Sleeping in and brunch in Manhattan. Breakfast in bed and new spring wardrobes. This year though, I was on a mission.
I've been wanting an ice cream machine for over 15 years; ever since I put one on our wedding registry. I didn't get one then, and as often as I've mentioned it since then, and hinted, it still had not materialized. Not this year. I had a plan.
I got smart and told my two oldest kids, "When Daddy asks, tell him that Mommy really wants an ice cream machine for Mother's Day." They liked the idea as much as I did. I wanted to spend my Mother's Day playing in my kitchen with my kids, making ice cream.
I got the machine, and a wake up that felt like Christmas morning. I went to the store to get the right ingredients and almost immediately put my new machine to work. As with so many new kitchen toys, there were some lessons learned. Lesson one was food related: make sure the bowl is frozen for a full 24 hours.
But lesson two was a life lesson: I was finally able to really appreciate Mother's Day.
In the early years, all I wanted on Mother's Day was a day off from being a mother. I wanted to sleep in, I didn't want to cook or do a single "chore", and I wanted to escape from the very reasons that made me a mother. Sad? Perhaps. Brutally truthful? Definitely. This year though, was different.
With a day job (writing), more independent children, and an online community to compliment the one immediately surrounding me, I finally feel balanced. Some for me, some for everyone else. The result; wanting nothing more than to spend my day with the three young people who give me reason to celebrate Mother's Day in the first place.
Have you had any big life lessons lately? Is there a gift you've received, and then realized there was an even bigger gift just waiting to be realized? Have you ever made homemade ice cream?