{"id":685,"date":"2009-05-10T22:30:00","date_gmt":"2009-05-10T22:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/snarkysquab.com\/?p=685"},"modified":"2009-05-10T22:30:00","modified_gmt":"2009-05-10T22:30:00","slug":"mothers-day-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/?p=685","title":{"rendered":"Mother&#8217;s Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Oof. It has been quite the week around here. Nothing terribly traumatic, but let&#8217;s just say the Hatchling has begun to embrace her three-ness with a vengeance. Highlights have included a massive poop-on-the-sofa incident and the spilling of an entire glass of iced tea all over the keyboard of my laptop. (which, incidentally, appears to be relatively unharmed except for how I can&#8217;t type a capital w. I love Macs!) Anyway, around about the time I was obsessively scouring the couch upholstery and wondering just which part of my graduate education prepared me for cleaning up shit, I thought maybe it would be appropriate to acknowledge some of the many, many incredible things my mothers have done for me. Here&#8217;s an abbreviated list:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>read out loud to me incessantly<\/li>\n<li>enthusiastically responded to all my accomplishments, major and minor<\/li>\n<li>sewed everything from my Halloween costumes to curtains for my house to my wedding dress and all my bridesmaids dresses<\/li>\n<li>professionally edited my school papers whenever requested<\/li>\n<li>provided on-call medical advice and the occasional pharmaceuticals when needed<\/li>\n<li>sat with me and held me as I labored with my first child<\/li>\n<li>asked about my dissertation<\/li>\n<li>didn&#8217;t ask about my dissertation<\/li>\n<li>taught me how to cook and bake<\/li>\n<li>faithfully attended all my performances, and sent me flowers for every opening night<\/li>\n<li>made a welcoming home-base to return to from my travels<\/li>\n<li>took me on amazing trips to Europe<\/li>\n<li>spoiled your grandbabies rotten<\/li>\n<li>and most of all, taught me the meaning of unconditional love<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>I can only hope to do so many things for my girls. Happy Mother&#8217;s Day!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oof. It has been quite the week around here. Nothing terribly traumatic, but let&#8217;s just say the Hatchling has begun to embrace her three-ness with a vengeance. Highlights have included a massive poop-on-the-sofa incident and the spilling of an entire glass of iced tea all over the keyboard of my laptop. (which, incidentally, appears to [&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[15,18,28],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/685"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=685"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/685\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=685"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=685"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.snarkysquab.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=685"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}