I am so excited about Mother's Day this year. I usually scour the cool stores around town looking for the perfect gift for my mom. I am not a shopper; far from it. But this one day of the year, I want to give my mom something she will love that she wouldn't go out and buy for herself. (I usually fail.) But this year I actually just asked my mom what she wanted. And she told me! We found the most awesome gift! (Yes, picked it out together.) She is going to be so excited! PERFECT! Now, this isn't a shopping blog :) Hopefully you know by now that if anything is good enough to get me this excited, there's bound to be some sort of Biblical parallel. Yep. Because I have a confession to make: the first four years I got to celebrate Mother's Day as an actual mom, I hated it . I said it. I hated Mother's Day. Because I was completely exhausted, worn out, behind on sleep, and barely functioning. In all reality, the last thing I wanted to be those first few Mother...