Mothers Day, "Just Another Day??"

Mother's Day is just around the corner. 

Are you a single mother or a military spouse of someone away?

If you are, your mother's day will probably be very similar to mine. There will be no heavenly breakfast in bed, or glamorous dinners out on the town. It will be filled with the pitter patter or little feet ransacking your home, wiping little toes to little noses. Kissing skinned knees and fixing bent feelers. Cooking meals and doing chores. Maybe fitting in a tickle war. :)

Remember as this day goes by just like any other, mothers day is everyday. Our payment may not come from big events but in the form of hugs and kisses and little art projects.

The best payment for me, as I tuck my kids in to bed each night. Is seeing who they are becoming because of all my kisses and lost sleep at night.

Our job may not seem glamorous, some days not even much fun. But, trust me when I say there is always thanks/payment in a job well done.

If your mother's day rolls by without much occasion, look at your children’s smiling faces take heart and pride in who they will become because of you! Treasure those hugs, kisses, and little art projects. Enjoy the little moments as they pass by so quickly! Let the children take me to fancy dinners and buy extravagant gifts when they are grown.

This year I’ll be happy with a glass of wine and an “I love you Mom!”

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My favorite mom poem! Author Unknown

Before I was a Mom

Before I was a Mom
I made and ate hot meals.
I had unstained clothing.
I had quiet conversations on the phone.
Before I was a Mom
I slept as late as I wanted
And never worried about how late
I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.
Before I was a Mom,
I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to lullabies.
Before I was a Mom,
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 pooped on,
Spit up on,
Chewed on,
Peed on,
Or pinched by tiny fingers.
Before I was a Mom,
I had complete control of myself;
My thoughts,
My body,
And my mind.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so that 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 it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew 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.

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