Happy Mother’s Day to my Mom and all the incredible Moms, GrandMoms and other women around the globe who do the most important job in the world!!
Some of you out there may disagree, but I challenge you to find another job that comes close to being as rewarding.
If your Mom is no longer with you, I hope the loving memories you have of her make you smile today.
Being a Mom is the journey of a lifetime. From the bottom of my heart, I have cherished every minute of being a mother to my son who is now in college. I will forever hold in my memory bank the moment when my husband and I first heard the heartbeat of our baby in the doctor’s office during a sonagram. All of my protective instincts instantly kicked into gear and it was a spontaneous bond that has and will last a lifetime.
When my son was about two years old, we were at the beach and my husband and I took him to an amusement park on the boardwalk. We saw the ride where the small boats in shallow water go around in a circle and so did our son. He loves the water and he really wanted to go on the ride so we buckled him into his boat and watched as he “drove” the boat around and around. Of course, we waved every time we saw him as did all the other Moms and Dads. As I watched the other parents making faces, waving and yelling to their children, I also recognized something else in that look; that loving and letting go look; that bittersweet moment of realizing that their babies were doing something on their own and that the moments with them were starting to go a little bit too fast.
Yes, being a mother is similar to riding a rollercoaster but that’s the beauty of it. Taking care of and nurturing a child, guiding a child to know right from wrong, watching it develop and grow into an independent young adult is truly a wondrous thing. Don’t get me wrong. There were plenty of times when I thought my brain would to turn to jello if I had to change another diaper, explain why we couldn’t do something, wipe another nose or wait for sleep to finally arrive. Do they ever sleep? Do they ever stop talking or making messes?
Noooo, because they are children……..And then, out of the blue, you get a big, messy spontaneous hug or kiss planted on you and that…is….PRICELESS.
One of the most surprisingly things I have experienced as a Mom is that I have learned from my son. Mothering is definitely a two-way street. I constantly see life through his fresh eyes and I am exposed to a point of view that sometimes makes me reconsider mine. He has helped me temper my innate impatience — and that is no small feat — and most of all, he gave me a reason to rebuild my life after his father died.
For my own wonderful mother, I say “THANK YOU, THANK YOU” for continuously giving your patience, wisdom, generosity and the biggest gift of all — your unconditional love. I have no idea how you have found the time and energy to continuously juggle the needs and wants of six children who were born so close together that there is only seven years between the oldest child and the youngest child. But you’ve done a first-class job and you have earned a special place in my heart and the hearts of my siblings.