This year I’ll be celebrating my first Mother’s Day as a mom, and I am beyond thrilled to finally reach this moment. I spent many Mother’s Days hoping to be a mom, and this year I’ll get to spend the day hanging with my amazing son, who makes my heart so full it might burst.
Being a mother these past 11 months has been the most amazing experience of my life. My son Everett is hilarious—a total ham who shrieks with laughter and punctuates our days with chortles of joy. There have, of course, been some rough stretches (I’m looking at you, four-month sleep regression), but in the year since I toasted my first “almost-Mother’s Day” last May, I’ve grown exponentially, and every inch of that has been with joy, love, and gratitude.
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I must have made a lot of comments about missing tequila when I was pregnant because when Everett was approximately 18 hours old, my husband Dan brought me my first postpartum margarita. It was light on the tequila, served in a glass that said “turnt”, and was absolutely perfect. I sipped it carefully so I wouldn't spill salt on my sleeping child’s head and reveled in how much had changed since the last time I’d had a margarita.
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When I started planning a brunch for this Mother’s Day, I got stuck on the idea of a sparkling grapefruit cocktail, partially because I ate a lot of grapefruit when I was pregnant. Like, one a day. I played around with a few different ideas, but ultimately settled on the paloma, a cousin of the margarita. A combination of grapefruit, lime juice, lemon juice, simple syrup, tequila, and a dash of prosecco for sparkle, it’s a lovely and refreshing cocktail.
This Mother’s Day, I hope you’ll join me in toasting all moms—those who bore us, those who raised us, those who shaped us. I wouldn’t be where I am today without a number of strong women, and this Mother’s Day I’ll celebrate all of them. I’ll also be sure to raise a glass to myself, because motherhood is no easy task, though it is the most incredible blessing.
Elena Rosemond-Hoerr is a Southern food writer, photographer, and cookbook author based in Wilmington, North Carolina.