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For the great mommies on my list

This is for all the mothers who didn't win Mother of the Year in 2007.
All the runners-up and all the wannabes. All the mothers too tired to enter or too busy to bother.

This is for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at soccer games Friday night instead of watching from cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see my goal?" they could say "Of course, wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK, honey, Mommy's here."

This is for all the mothers of their brave children serving overseas.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see.
And the mothers who took those babies and made them homes.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.

And all the mothers who don't.

This is for the mothers who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.

This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purses.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college ~or have their own families.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.

For all the mothers of the victims of school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?

The ability to nurse a baby, fry a chicken and sew a button on a shirt all at the same time?

Or is it heart?

Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 a.m. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?

The need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a school shooting, a fatal fire, a car accident, a baby dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation... And mature mothers learning to let go.

So, this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to but just couldn't.

This is for reading "Goodnight Moon" twice a night for a year. And then reading it again. "Just one more time."

This is for all the mothers who taught their daughters to tie their shoes before they started preschool.

And for all the mothers who chose Velcro instead.

For all the mothers who bite their lips -- sometimes until they bleed -- when their 14-year-olds dye their hair green. Who lock themselves in the bathroom when babies keep crying and won't stop.

For all the mothers who make mental notes of their children every time they hear a siren sound or a tire squeal or a bump in the night.

This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on their children's graves.

This is for mothers whose sons and daughters have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.

This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation.
And mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.

This is for you all. Happy mother's day!


( 12 whispered — Whisper to me )
May. 11th, 2008 12:40 pm (UTC)
Awwwww that's lovely... thanks for putting it up!
(I'm at the 'learning to let go' stage)
May. 11th, 2008 12:45 pm (UTC)
I'm at the learning to let go phase, too. It's sad when your child, in a very rational, calm voice, explains that it's just her age group, and that every parent has to go through this. lol :) Geeeeeeez. Thanks SPAWN.
May. 11th, 2008 01:01 pm (UTC)
I think it has been way too long since I reminded you that I think you are totally made of Awesome.

Thank you for saying it all, and saying it so well!
May. 11th, 2008 01:06 pm (UTC)

Awwwwwwwww thanks! All the mommies on my friends list deserve nothing but the best today, and I'd bet some of their kidlettes will totally forget that it /is/ mother's day. lol :)

I think you're totally made of awesome, too! The proof is in your spawn (I just read the letter...awww!!!)
May. 11th, 2008 03:09 pm (UTC)
Happy Mother's Day, T.
May. 11th, 2008 05:37 pm (UTC)
Mine has been /great/ so far :D The spawn is letting *me* choose the movies to watch. lol :)

I hope you also have a wonderful mother's day, as you are most deserving :)
May. 11th, 2008 03:44 pm (UTC)
Have a great day!
May. 11th, 2008 05:37 pm (UTC)
I like your icon :D You have a wonderbar day, also!
May. 11th, 2008 07:37 pm (UTC)

So very beautiful...
May. 11th, 2008 08:09 pm (UTC)
Befitting for all the beautiful mommies on my friend's list. :) :D
May. 11th, 2008 10:55 pm (UTC)
Happy Mother's Day, Ter!

May I email or print a copy for my mom? She can relate to nearly all of it. (Will cred, obviously.)

So what movies did you pick today? :-)

Edited at 2008-05-11 10:58 pm (UTC)
May. 11th, 2008 11:03 pm (UTC)
Sure you can.

Goya's Ghosts and some gangsta movie. She went to visit her grandmom for a couple of hours, so I'm waiting on her return before I finish it up.
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