Oh mother

I can feel the vibrations from him bounding up the stairs. His high-pitched voice talks excitedly and quickly as he comes inside the front door and tears off his shoes. Suddenly, the door to the room where I’m sitting bursts open. He smiles. He says “this is for you!” He thrusts a brown paper bag stapled close onto the counter next to the sink. 

“Why?,” I ask. 

“It’s for Mother’s Day.” He’s still smiling. He turns and walks out, pulling the door halfway closed behind him. 

I finish peeing. 

Welcome to motherhood. 

#HappyMothersDay