Mothers Day is a time to remember that special Mom. There will be folks taking their Mothers to dinner at the best of restaurants. Florists will be busy as children head out to get Mom a plant or flowers. Some younger mothers will receive home made items from their small children. Then there will be Moms like me. I will never forget my mother and today I understand the meaning of the word Mom. Now admit it boomer ladies, we were a challenge in our early years and then some of us became Moms.
Dr. Spock and his best selling book helped me along the path of motherhood. I was only nineteen when I had my first child. I will list a few things just to see if you can relate. Experiences and memories are priceless you know.
- Child birth equals agonizing pain that goes away as soon as you hold the baby in your arms. It is replaced with a feeling of love that can not be described in words.
- Diaper changing can be quite the challenge, especially if it is a boy baby, or one has not experienced the sensation before. After a few hundred changes, it becomes as easy as lacing your shoes.
- Then baby grows to fit in the high chair. What fun it was to see my little girls REFUSING to open their mouths unless, I played; Zoom, Zoom, here comes the airplane, with the baby spoon. Actually though, a mom gets used to having baby carrot spit on her favorite blouse.
- Bosses usually expect young moms to call in late for work. I know that you know that is a joke, right? Some of us got up three hours before work time to get a head start on getting the child ready to go to the baby sitters. It was another learning experience when my three year old decided that she was not going. The battle was on to get her dressed. I won! Well, not really. She sat down in a mud puddle on the way so we had to go back home and relive the scene again.
- Then came grade school. I really enjoyed it when I received a call from the teacher. The teacher let me know that my highly intelligent borderline gifted child missed turning in her home work. My little girl told the teacher that a big wind came up and blew her papers down the sewer drain as she was catching the bus. There was just one problem. There was no big winds that morning and no sewer drain.
Middle school years brought another challenge. Our neighborhood had yearly large item trash pick up day. It was a eye opening experience to come home from work and look out my kitchen window. The back yard was decorated with chairs, couches, tables and lamps from all over the neighborhood. Now, who says that children do not have lifting power in their younger years? At least they paid attention in gym class.
Then came high school. We experienced the first pimple, the first date, learning how to drive, the first automobile, the shaving experience, wild music, tattoos, jeans with holes, how to over do make up, but mom so in so’s mom lets them attitude, MTV, and the first teenage party. Then there was the swinging door thing on the refrigerator and messy teen age bedrooms. Oh, and how about those looks when you said no? Wow, what experiences!
I love my children and every memory that I have of them. They made me laugh, they made me cry, and they gave me a reason to live. I am proud of the learning experiences that they gave me. They both like to live, love, laugh and learn. They are both unique in their own ways. Even though they are grown, they will always be my little girls. So if you have a mother this week, let her know that you care. If you have a child let them know how special they are to you! Let us just spread the love around and enjoy the moment! Mothers are special! Children are special! All in all they help our hearts to sing.