Dear Brandon and Collin (a.k.a. my boys),
Someday when you are older, you may be tempted to say that Mother's Day is just a greeting card company holiday. Just in case,you are tempted not to celebrate this day set aside for honoring me...I mean...mother's, I will plead my case.
Someday when you are older, you may be tempted to say that Mother's Day is just a greeting card company holiday. Just in case,you are tempted not to celebrate this day set aside for honoring me...I mean...mother's, I will plead my case.
Why My Boys should Celebrate Mother's Day
Because I dreamed, hoped, and prayed for you before you even existed.
Because "morning sickness" should be called "24 hour for 12 weeks sickness".
Because I was eight months pregnant in July.
Because I gave birth to all 9 lbs. 9 oz. and 10 lbs. 0 oz. of you.
Because one of the first sounds you ever heard was me saying,through my teary eyes, "I love you," over and over again.
Because I breast-fed you. (I even took a class for it.)
Because when you were still hungry after breast feeding, I gave you a bottle.
Because I woke up every couple of hours when you needed to be fed.
Because I still woke up on the hours you weren't feeding just to make sure you were breathing.
Because I hoped to be the first mother to find a cure for colic.
Because I failed to find a cure for colic.
Because I trust my instincts over a doctor's opinion.
Because I consider myself documenter of your memories, and I take that job very seriously.
Because I change your diapers.
Because I taught you how to use the potty...well, me and the M&M's.
Because you make my heart stop at least once a day, with one of your crazy stunts.
Because I kiss your boo boos.
Because I have watched countless hours of tractor movies.
Because I believe our little traditions will lead to big memories.
Because I have stepped on your toys too many times.
Because I look for windows of opportunity to tell you about Jesus.
Because I let you get dirty.
Because I cheer loudly for you even in your smallest victories.
Because I protect you from yourself and from each other.
Because I have been peed on, pooped on, spit up on, and throwed up on, and most of the time that happens right before I walk out the door to go to church.
Because I am not a perfect mother, I make mistakes everyday, but I am trying my best.
Because no one (besides your dad) in the world we can see loves you more than me.
Because you hold a piece of my heart that no one else does.
Because all the work and sacrifice is well worth being able to hear, "Mommy, I love you."
...but when you are older, a card would be nice
...or at least a phone call.
Remember that's "ditto" from me to you. Love you #3s#1 Great post
ReplyDeleteMom, your list would be much longer and would include...
ReplyDeleteBecause I tried to teach your left-handed self how to knit.
Because I stayed for three weeks after Collin was born.
Because you took my grandbabies to Maryland.
I think that last one is your biggest trump card that you have. That being said, the card is in the mail.
Best post ever!
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful post for those who can send cards or call. But for the rest of us, we just tear up and say in our hearts, "Mama, I love you."
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me cry at 9:10 in the morning. I'm going to write about daughters one day and make you cry. Love you Bubba.
Sorry Pop, I wish I could have met her. I just pulled out her green pitcher that I had on Saturday, and tried to find a place to put it so I can see it everyday.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ashley!
ReplyDeleteYou are correct! That last one will take alot of making up for. Still love you. Mom
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