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i'd like to dedicate my very first post to my mom, as her bday is on saturday. we will be in viroqua for erika's wedding so i'm posting a few days early.

my mom is amazing. i'm sure most people say that about their mom, but i can assure you that my mom trumps your mom anyday.

my mom worked her ass off to raise three (perfect) kids by herself.

my mom supported me when i thought that changing my major to sociology was a good idea or when i decided that i wanted to move from oshkosh to milwaukee, or any other crazy idea i ever had.

my mom drives to my apartment at 6am when i have the flu because i want her to sit in the bathroom with me while i throw up.

my mom gives me advice, but lets me make decisions even when she knows it may be a mistake.

my mom lets me come over (at least) four times a week for a meal because i hate cooking and grocery shopping.


my mom is the most unselfish person in the world.

my mom is beautiful, inside and outside.

my mom is the first person i call when i'm excited, mad, have good/bad news to share.

my mom sat through a billion soccer games, swim meets and cheerleading competitions.

my mom is the hardest worker i know.

my mom loves her husband and children unconditionally, no matter what.


my mom tells me she's proud of me, and i know she means it.

if i'm ever half the mom that she is, i will be satisfied.

every once in awhile, i catch myself doing something that is very "katie-like" and i realize that i'm turning into my mom. i'm ok with that. i am my mother's daughter.

happy birthday, mom.

Count your night by stars, not shadows.
Count your days by smiles, not tears.
And on any birthday morning,

Count your age by friends, not years.

~Louise Conrad Hill