I remember my ‘first’ Mother’s Day. It was 2013 and I was pregnant with Ben, so I’m not sure how much that counts. We’ll say it does. I was so happy dreaming of what life would be like as a mom, especially on Mother’s Days. There would be homemade cards, breakfasts in bed, and fun-filled family time. Perhaps there would be some jewelry involved. Mother’s Day would at least be a beautiful day where my family loved on me.