Motherhood as a metaphor for, well, motherhood

My first Mother's Day was last weekend, and I have to say, it's like getting an extra birthday in a year. You wake up and you know that this is a day to celebrate you, and that feels pretty darn good. And in my case, you wake up at 5:45 AM because your little guy just can't wait to see his mom on Mother's Day. For the record, he rounded out the day with a few good naps, so he made up for that…