2nd Annual Mother's Day celebration

Hooter's was our restaurant of choice again this Mother's Day and, again, it didn't disappoint. So, instead of feeling like a mom with empty arms, I felt more like a regular person just going out for an indulgent lunch, minus the sugary-sweet Mother's Day greetings from unknowing hostesses.

Even though I'm walking around with a generously swollen belly and all seems well to those on the outside, today is a day that is quite bittersweet for me, as I celebrate what once was and what will hopefully be.

As usual, Mike treated me like royalty and bought me a set of nursing pajamas (something I've put off buying for myself) and we ended the celebration with a Butterfinger sundae.

It was a good day for this wounded soul.