Monday, May 11, 2009

Mama's Day '09

What a delightful Mama's Day at our house. The boys let me sleep in (sort of - 7:45 is sleeping in to me). Honey made me French toast, gooooood bacon, black berries, orange juice, and really gooooood coffee. I also had a delicious cup of tea courtesy of a cute-as-can-be card that Jackson made for me at school - it included a package of tea as a gift. So sweet. I then left my little family and went out, by myself, shopping - stopping off atThe Barn antique shop here in Castle Rock, and Kohl's for a 2 for 1 sale. I even hit my favorite store of all time - Tarjay (Target) - to walk very slowly up and down all my favorite isles (no stops in toys or diapers either!). We topped the day off with Chipotle and a family movie night. It was perfection. My kind of day. And of course, I fell asleep thinking of how very blessed I am. How just 5 years ago on Mother's Day I was nervously taking care of a newborn baby boy who did not like to sleep... and six years ago when, at the time, I was uncertain if being a mother was even a possibility. Time flies. And between the stepped on Legos and the breaking up of incessant arguing and the changing of pajamas six times in one evening and the messy faces and wiping bottoms and million loads of laundry, I know that my blessings are huge and wondrous and named Jackson James and Holden Charles.

Of course the following is one of those viral poems that has made the rounds of the world wide web for awhile now, but my step grandmother BJ sent it to me today and I read through it again with tear filled eyes. Because it is true. It is real. And every mother alive can attest to the honesty it speaks. I hope you and yours had a lovely day, and that you too realized the blessings of this life, however big or small they may be.


Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.


Before I was a Mom,

I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,

I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep..

Before I was a Mom,

I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.!
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,

I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,

I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom .

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