With a year and a half and two Mother's Days under my belt, I am finally confident that yes, they were right to let us take this child home. There is nothing that can completely prepare you for being a parent. It is both awesome and exhausting and constantly changing. Two years ago I would never have believed you if you told me that it wouldn't phase me to go to work with snot smeared on my shoulder. Nor would I have believed that you can live off two hours of sleep at a time for months straight. (Thank God those days are past)! I have learned a lot of the last 18 months and I have many many more years of learning. Mother's Day seems like a good time to reflect on the mother and grandmother's that have influenced me and on the things I love about being a mom. I'll start with me:Being a mom is...
- The best hugs and sloppiest kisses.
- laying in bed listening to a crying baby and praying that he will fall back asleep because your husband sure isn't waking up to get him...
- Hearing that little voice call you mama for the first time.
- A million new reasons to love your husband.
- Laughing at all the funny things your kid does and thinking he is the coolest person ever.
- Being so proud of the daily accomplishments like rolling over and learning how to use a fork.
- A reason for every stranger you pass to talk to you (and tell you how stinkin cute your kid is).
- Reminding yourself that everyone doesn't want to hear about your birth story or about how you got peed on.
- Praying. A lot.
- Crying at movies like Dumbo. (Don't tell me you didn't tear up when his mom rocked him).
- Holding a sleeping baby and thanking God for the miracle in your arms.
- Looking at a screaming toddler and thanking God for the turd throwing himself on the floor while kicking and screaming.
- Respecting your parents so much more.
- Realizing the things your kid does that are so payback for your childhood.
- Knowing that three is truly a magic number.
I would like to show some love to my mom, my Mamaw Leet, who is still alive and my Mamaw Dot who passed away when I was in high school.
Mom is...
- The person who comes to your four hour swim meet even though you only got to swim for 40 seconds.
- The one who worries every year that you won't have enough people at your birthday party.
- so sure you should have made the newspaper staff and still believes in you when you don't.
- There to bandage you and give you a kiss when you get a boo boo.
- A gentle voice singing you a lullaby.
- The person to call when you are at the grocery store and have no idea what to buy.
- The voice of reason when your ideas get a little out there.
- The voice of reason when you don't want a voice of reason.
- Always there.
- A gentle brush running through your hair while you watch Golden Girls.
- Pushing you on the porch swing while singing "Mr. Sandman"and "Swing Low Sweet Chariot"
- A nap together in the afternoon (whether you wanted one or not).
- Telling you about the man in the attic to get you to go to sleep at night.
- Pancakes waiting for you when you wake up in the morning.
- Sitting out in the yard under a huge old tree peeling vegetables from the garden.
- The best chocolate cake in the world
- Sunday mornings at church.
- Little Debbies and Cokes whenever you want them.
- Cigarettes in long cigarette holders.
- Pretending to be surprised when you sneak up the creaky stairs and say "boo"!
- A bell to ring when you are sick and need something.
- A new movie or cartoon taped just for you.
- Golf lessons.
- White butter crackers.
- Big birthday celebrations.
- Oh Flit!
Happy Mother's Day!
2 comments:
This is so beautiful, Becca! You are an amazing person, and mom, and I can only imagine how reading this would make your mom, grandma and great-grandma feel. Truly Happy Mother's Day to you : )
Thanks Alya! You are pretty dang awesome yourself. I can't wait to see you!
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