Not really a question but this touched my heart & maybe it will yours too! (Copied from Whoa Susannah)
To the mother… who paces the house at 2AM with a screaming infant. Who spends hours upon hours Googling diaper rashes, thrush and the best brand of bottles for colic. Who wipes tears of joy from her cheeks as she watches her napping newborn. Who prays for three consecutive hours of sleep.
To the mother… who has a highlighted calendar more colorful than a package of Skittles. Who makes multiple trips to town every day for ballet shoes, ball gloves and poster board. Who manages to get 2,3,4,5 kids in 2,3,4,5 different places at once. Who fixes the lunches, signs the papers, sends in the money. Who drives the car, van or SUV that serves as a locker room. Who sprays Shout on grass stains, unloads and reloads the dishwasher and vacuums the dust bunnies. Who feels guilty for feeding her kids a supper of corn dogs at 9PM. Who can’t sleep because she’s thinking of everything that needs to be done tomorrow.
To the mother… who tears up behind the camera while snapping her child’s graduation photo. Who prays over college applications and life decisions. Who helps pack totes for the dorm room and reluctantly loads them into the back of the car. Who tosses and turns because her baby is no longer sleeping upstairs.
To the mother… who watches her beautiful daughter walk down the aisle in a white gown. Who watches her handsome son wait at the altar in a tux. Who doesn’t know if she can let go. Who spends sleepless nights looking at wedding photos and shedding both tears of joy and sadness.
To the mother… who holds the third generation for the first time. Who discovers the overwhelming happiness of becoming a grandmother. Who sees her own child in that baby’s eyes. Who gives advice that the new parents may not want to hear. Who gladly volunteers to come over and stay up with that precious new bundle while her own child rests.
To the mother… who takes her elderly mother shopping for new shoes with arch supports. Who places her hand under her mother’s frail arm and helps her climb stairs. Who stares at her ailing mother in hopes to ingrain every line and wrinkle in her memory. Who can’t sleep because she worries about the day she’ll have to say goodbye.
To the mother… who visits her own mother’s grave. Who places spring flowers at the headstone of her mentor. Who kneels over her mother’s marker and sobs. Who longs for her mother’s voice, her touch, her advice, her love. Who paces the house until dawn because she still needs her mother so.
To the mother… who visits her child’s grave. Who prays over a stone and asks why. Who remains faithful and strong through the biggest storm of life. Who stares at the dark ceiling and imagines the day when they will be reunited on the other side of Heaven.
To the mother… who knows the grief of miscarriage. Who often pulls out the positive pregnancy test or ultrasound photo. Who may not have mothered that child on this earth, but loves that seed as if she had. Who longs for a baby to keep her awake at night instead of tears.
To the mother… who gives selflessly. Who prays fervently. Who loves unconditionally. Who doesn’t sleep for a million different reasons.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Thank you for sharing this powerful post. Happy Mother’s Day to you!
I talked to my mom on the phone and our son left me a card when he was home on spring break that dad delivered today.
Son and I text/FaceTime whenever he wants to which is often.
He'll be home from college on Thursday and we'll all go see Endgame together once he's here.
Happy Mother's Day!
It was a very bittersweet day for me... I’m very thankful for 3 mostly healthy children and a great husband. The kids all used their allowance to buy me some of my favorite comfort foods...
Monday night, our Doberman, the love of all our lives, suffered a sudden cervical spinal cord injury. He was hospitalized in ICU at a specialty hospital in Lewisville, TX, until Wednesday night. Taken by ambulance for imaging on Tuesday. We’ve learned here has a degenerative cervical vertebral disease, and we will likely have to make a decision one day, maybe today, maybe in 3 years. For now, he’s relearning to support his weight, but is extremely unsteady and literally has to be watched 24/7, at least for the first month. I’m so thankful to still have him, but it’s been shocking and overwhelming adjusting to our new life. Today is my husband’s first full day back seeing patients, and I’m so anxious to be responsible for his care on my own - he’s huge, more Great Dane sized than Doberman sized. He’s such a good boy, he takes his medicine so nicely and is so patient while we hook him into his little quadriplegic harness to assist him with ambulating.
Please pray for his healing. My momma heart has been shattered this week, as have my husband and kids.
I hope everyone had a Happy Mother’s Day!
To The mother....who works and misses her babies first steps, her daughters field trips, her son's soccer games. Who FaceTimes with people so that she can still be part of her children's fun. Who comes home late and just grabs a child's hug before they head off to bed. Who feels a sense of purpose with her career, but feels guilt for missing milestones. Who hopes that her children see that her job is an asset to the family, not a hindrance.
To the mother....who stays home with her children and takes her toddler to story time, volunteers in the classroom, is the team manager. Who misses her children while they are at school, but sometimes can't wait for breaks to be over. Who cuts coupons and shops on "save an extra 10% off" days. Who feels guilty for not bringing in a paycheck, but adores the time she spends with her kids. Who hopes that her children see that they may not go on any vacations, but she is there for every milestone.
my boys had flowers and cards waiting for me when I awoke.
they took me to dinner last night and breakfast this AM...
Hope you have an awesome day!
Thanks for sharing it, and it is good. Hope that your Day was good!
