Momar’s Day // 1 Week

by Ashley Weeks Cart

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It feels impossible to believe that I’ve lived in this world without my mother for nearly three weeks. As I wait for this baby to arrive, I’m trying to pass the time, moment to moment, and not let the feelings of sadness and impatience and anger and fear overwhelm me. And so I’m sharing a slew of cheesy photos because that is giving me some joy this particular Saturday morning as baby happily knocks around inside my belly with no signs of vacating imminently. (Although at this point, we’ll surely meet her/him soon).

A week following my mother’s death, we staged the first of many “Momar’s Days” to celebrate and remember and reflect on some of the fun, silly, quirky things that made Momar Momar. The girls dressed in their Valentine’s Day outfits that my mother had gifted them but never got to see them open or wear, and their furry jackets that she’d sent in a recent package of baby clothes. We drank frosty beverages from Starbucks with extra whip before indulging in pedicures and treating the kids to a shopping excursion at T.J. Maxx. This is how Momar spent the Saturday before Valentine’s Day morning, and while it may seem trite and simple, it was a healing, distracting adventure for our family.

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