Happy Mothers day

It's mothers day. I woke up early at about 7am, and couldn't go back to sleep. Jude woke up right after me so I fed him, and then we lay in bed while he stared at me and smiled. It was a nice beginning to the day. Jude, and I stayed up together for about two hours while Mike slept......yeah yeah he slept on mothers day...ha. It's okay though because I was awake anyway, and really enjoyed my quiet time with Jude. He was very smiley today, and was trying to communicate with me. If I placed him under my arms he would strain to look up at me and smile. It truly made my morning.

So what is a mother? According to Wikepedia: A mother is a biological and/or social female parent of an offspring. Because of the complexity and differences of the social, cultural, and religious definitions and roles, it is challenging to define a mother in a universally accepted definition. The title mother is often given to a woman other than the biological parent, if it is she who fulfills the social role. This is most commonly either an adoptive mother or a stepmother (the biologically unrelated wife of a child's father).

It is challenging to define a mother in a universally accepted definition? Really? A mother is one that loves a child unconditionally biological or not! One who would give their life for their child's, and does everything they can to nurture that child in their best ability.

Mothers day is bitter sweet for me. I am so thankful for my children, thankful for my grandmothers, Kay, and my fellow mothering friends. Yet I always miss my mom too which is 100% natural. So when I tell you, "Happy mothers day" I truly mean it. I mean to spread support and love to those that are moms, those that have lost their moms, and those that have lost their children. I wish the best day to all the good moms in the world including those of challenging children, and children that are challenged. I wish this because without moms the world would be at a loss.

Here is a poem I like
Your mother is always with you...
She's the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on your brow
when you're not well.
Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every tear drop.
She's the place you came from,your first home...
She's the map you follow
with every step that you take.
She's your first love
and your first heart break..
and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, Not space...
Not even death...
will ever separate you
from your mother...
You carry her inside of you...
Author Unknown

Not even death will keep you from your mother........what a true statement. True for those that have lost their moms like me, and those that have lost their babies. I thought of Maddie's mom today, and her comment about how the ads for mothers day are torturing her. I understand that feeling well. So for those that have lost their babies I remember you today.

Take the one day of the year set aside to celebrate your goodness, and enjoy it. My aunt has a sign that says "Having children is like being pecked to death by chickens", and at times that is very true too. Celebrate the quietness you should be awarded today vs the twenty million questions a day, baths, cooking, cleaning, sorting, paying, and more. Take a break, and just love them, and let them LOVE YOU.

Have a good day.