Mother's Day Garden Party

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Is it weird that Mother's Day is one of my favorite holidays? It could be because I have the best mom ever. For real. I'm sure you think your mom is the best, but you're mistaken. My mother chose to have me at the age of 41…16 years after my closest sibling. She gave up her time, her energy, even her figure for me. When she got the feeling that her family wasn't complete, she could have easily ignored it. But she didn't. She, like all mothers, gave up everything for her child. I can never repay her, but I can throw a rocking party in honor of all mothers!

Since I wanted the focus to be on our mothers, the decor was super simple and made primarily with…tissue paper! It's inexpensive and comes in so many colors.

I couldn't find the color of green I wanted for a tablecloth, so tissue paper it was.

I also used it in pinks and yellow for a quick handmade tassel garland.  

It makes gorgeous multicolored flowers like the one I made to top my mini powdered donut "cake."

And my chalkboard art? That's American Greetings chalkboard wrapping paper! 

I wanted to keep this party simple with a focus on all women — mothers, grandmothers, daughters, aunts, and friends. American Greetings has cards for all demographics to celebrate, no matter the title.

I purchased a selection of cards from the One-Stop Shop at Walmart. Each guest could choose a card to send to a special woman in their life that couldn't be at our Mother's Day celebration.  

There were humorous cards, cards from pets, even an "amazing wife" card for my lesbian friend. You name it, I had it!

I wanted guests to have a little something to take home with them too, so we took pictures in front of a floral backdrop. (Made from a drop cloth and house paint samples!) 


Everyone had a floral crown (made from tissue paper flowers) to match the backdrop. 


We printed the photos and they could take them home in a One-Stop Shop frame, ready to be decorated and given to a loved one.  

Look for the American Greetings One-Stop Shop at your local Walmart for all your Mother's Day gifts, cards, and party supplies!


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What Made Me a Mother

In my ideal world, I would give birth to my firstborn, have her laid on my chest, and instantly fall in love. I would look in her eyes and see eternity. Our lives would be one and we'd have a bond that would never be broken.

Or not.

After lying on sandpapery hospital sheets for 14 hours with tubes coming out every orifice of my body except maybe my ears, I was beyond ready to meet my daughter. If not just to relieve the insane amount of pressure placed on my uterus. After pushing for the longest 2 hours of my life, she was here. My perfect, 7 pound, 20 inch little girl was here. They laid her on my chest, I looked in her big, blue eyes, and…nothing.

I had no idea who this person was. I'd never met her before. The individual I had shared my body with for the last 9 months was just a tiny, newfound acquaintance. How was I going to bond with someone who couldn't even talk? What if the only thing we had in common was our DNA? It's like the apron strings were cut before I could even wear the apron. All my ideas of what made me a mother were dashed.

I fed her. Changed her. Swaddled her. Everything a good mother does. But I didn't feel like one. Instead, I felt guilt and anxiety. Fear that I was never meant to be a mother. That I would never be what she needed. I had failed. My vision of ideal motherhood was crumbling before me.

I can't pinpoint the moment when I started ignoring the fear, but it began to recede. So did the guilt. I stopped comparing my worst to someone else's best. And slowly, almost imperceptibly, I became a mother.

It took me a few years, and a few more children, to realize that being a mother isn't about instant, unconditional love. It's about pain, service, and sacrifice. It's about giving your heart to someone who won't fully appreciate it for a long while. It's knowing that you're doing all you can to make a difference in the lives of others.

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In that respect, all of us are mothers—doing what comes naturally to parent not only children, but spouses, parents, friends, and strangers. Fixing the physical and emotional boo-boos of society is in our nature. So women, slap on those aprons, because we have a lot of work to do.

#Alt Summit believes every mother counts