I had the pleasure of celebrating two special occasions this weekend, and I loved every moment! Mother's Day is celebrated every year on May 10th in Mexico and also on Sunday the 11th in the States and Germany. It was also the weekend we baptized Sofia.
The celebrations began on Thursday when Carlos took me out to dinner for Mother's Day, because he would be busy working all weekend. It continued with a beautiful sunny weekend, with everyone, including strangers, wished me a happy Mother's Day. I was a little surprised every time someone approached me, because I have spent a lifetime wishing other women a happy day, and suddenly without really realizing it, I was now included in this group. I had to constantly remind myself that I, too, have now graduated into motherhood, and that this day is also meant for me!
It has been exactly 3 months since Sofia, with just a few pushes, changed our lives forever. I am aware that she is my daughter, and have felt that strong bond with her even before she was born, but it really never occurred to me that I was her mother. I know it doesn't make sense... I see mothers as wondrous beings with supernatural amounts of intuition and aptitude. I hardly consider myself that. I guess it's because Sofi is such an easy child to care for; she hardly ever cries, she needs only minutes of soft humming and rocking before drifting off to sleep and staying there for 5-7 hours. Even without the ability to speak yet, she clearly communicates what she wants, and once satisfied, she is content to retire into her unreachable world of thoughts and daydreams. I really can't complain about sleep deprivation, the madness that is colic, or many of the other things that are a reality for other women. I have been blessed with a happy, healthy girl, and I can do nothing more than be grateful for this tiny precious gift.
Still, it feels great to be recognized as a mother... it means that someone loves me, appreciates me (at least until those universally dreaded teenage years), and it gives me bragging rights for 9 months of warm incubation topped off with a little labor, (although 127 hours of constant and painful contractions can hardly be considered "little" )
Moving right along... We met Fr. Ronald Smelzer in November before Sofia was born, and we enjoyed his friendly, thought-provoking homilies. I was undeniably pregnant by then, and with the small congregation, he got to know Sofia well. We decided that it was only fitting that he be the one to baptize Sofi once the time came. We faced a few challenges; the godparents, my older siblings, Jorge and Cecilia, wouldn't be here until this summer, and we didn't want to wait until then. We asked our good friends, Monica and Rafa, to stand in for them, but we needed to find a time when they would be free as they also had a son, who needed baptizing. Since they were already planning their little Felix's day for the 10th, we decided to make it a big celebration and have both their priest and ours celebrate mass and baptize both of our babies. It turned out to be a beautiful event with all the great friends from the Mexican American Social Club, to which we belong, joining us as well as our close friends, Cathy and Josh Krevy, who absolutely adore Sofia.
With the gorgeous weather, good friends, delicious food, and memorable moments, this weekend turned out to be perfect.
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