The Cathcart Clan: Blessings Abound

It seemed pretty inconvenient to have Reagan's baptism and 1st birthday party on a Mother's Day. I knew people would miss it for totally valid reasons. Reagan's day in the sun would be lost, overridden by the mother's day flowers and cards. Frankly, a part of me didn't want to share the limelight either. I wanted to be worshiped and just a little recognition for all that I do around here.

I called the church and talked with Pastor Byron about the date we had in mind. He said, "what a blessing to be able to have your daughter baptized on Mother's Day." It then occurred to me. We're not baptizing her for the sake of cute pictures in a white dress. We're not baptizing her so she can meet the congregation, as they have already watched her grow before their eyes. We're baptizing her because we believe that her life as a Christian should start right away, and as Christians, we know there is nothing more important. We're doing our part to guide her toward a path of righteousness and humility.

So, essentially, I am being selfish. What better gift for Mother's Day than to have my daughter begin her Christian life, just as I always dreamed she would. I am fulfilling my dream of raising Reagan as a women of faith, and no Hallmark card or box of candy can compete with that.

It meant the world to have our friends and family join us for the event, especially since they likely deferred their own Mother's Day plans to be with our family. How remarkable that these mothers sacrificed on what should be their one day to not fix breakfast, do laundry, play chauffeur, etc. As a mom, I know sacrifice comes as second nature, but I was so touched by the presence of my dear friends and family, who gave Reagan a piece of their day: Cathy, Nancy, Tracy, Brandy, Jen, Brandi, Heather, Dolores, Vicki, Gracie, and Katie.

And... I did get celebrated. Jimmy and my dad planted an entire bed of flowers as a surprise after Reagan's party. My dad said that he and Jimmy had to leave to get me my mother's day present. Truth be told, I thought they were going to the liquor store for some wine -- hey, mama gotta relax every now and then -- but they showed up with a truck full of flowers!