My own mother is one of my other greatest gifts. George was only a couple of weeks old when it began to hit me how supportive my mom has always been of me and my life. It has been a joy to watch her love George as his Mammaw since before he was even born, and I hope we all get to experience her love for many healthy years to come. (P.S. super duper sorry for being a bratty kid and annoying teenager. Oops.)
As well as the love of all the other wonderful women in our lives. George's Nana and Big Nana, the two most formative women of El Hub's childhood years, love George to bits. And the friends I have made over the past year dote on George as well, they know his allergies and his favorite foods and the way he kicks his legs when he's happy. I am grateful to all the mothers in our lives.
Happy Mother's Day.
Rob, George, and George's Nana Darlene
George, George's Mammaw Diane, and me.
Mammaw and George.
George and his Big Nana Bess.