Happy Mother's Day

[LindaJoy]

To all of you mothers out there:

One day, as God was walking in His garden, he came upon an idea; yes, a very wonderful idea. Soon, He was hard at work, gathering all of the finest qualities He had created. Together, he mixed cupfuls of love, compassion, forgiveness, protectiveness and honor, added dashes of beauty and respect, whole scoops of strength and joy, then a few tablespoons of fun and life. God then created man, but His mixture didn't seem fitting to bestow upon this creature, so He waited. Not long after, God created a second creature: woman. "Yes," God said, "she is what I've been waiting for." Then, God blessed woman with his glorious mixture, bestowing on her the greatest qualities He could offer. Soon, this woman, God's most endeared creation, became what God had envisioned when he first began to mix: a MOTHER.

Happy Mother's Day, everyone. You are God's greatest gift to the generation's.

Linda

[Roselover]

Thanks Linda, how sweet!

You know, I often think about what the purpose of my life is when all I can do is lay around. One of my greatest purposes is loving my children. As they grow and need me less, I have come to realize that they still need my love and acceptance as much as they always have and that gives me something to do.

And even for those of us who are not mothers or fathers, there are people in our lives who need our love- our forgiveness- our acceptance and it is something we can do from bed, a recliner chair (where I spend most of my time) or a wheelchair.

Thank you for the reminder.

Roselover

[blackwolf]

thank you and passing it on

blackwolf

[DancingLight]

Happy Mother's Day to all of the wonderful Mommy's on this site...

Also, to all of you who 'mother' me on this site!

I read an article about how you can NEVER have too many mothers or too much mothering! I loved it, and it always makes me think about the wonderful women and mothers in my life...

Thank you for 'mothering' me...

I have a FABULOUS mom, as you all know, but i still love all the mommy's who've supported me here too!

Emily

[corina]

Hi Emily, I was thinking of you this morning and how YOU would thank your great mom for being your mother. She's taking so very good care of you!!!

So to all mommy's and especially Emily's mom: happy mothersday

Corina

[morgan617]

Happy Mother's day to everyone, you too Emily with your Asher, you are his mommy you know and think of where he'd be without you.... morgan

[Guest Mary from OH]

This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's okay honey, Mommy's here"

Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted. This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.

And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football, baseball or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.

For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.

For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good Mother anyway?

Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?

Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?

Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...

And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

Single mothers and married mothers..

Mothers with money, mothers without.

This is for you all. For all of us

Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can. Tell them every day that we love them. And pray.

Please pass along to all the! Moms in your life.

"Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall."

Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know.

(I just did)

[ethansmom]

Happy Mother's Day to you all!! Today is a day to celebrate our own mothers & grandmothers, the mothers we are (or hope to become someday), our daughters, and any woman who has touched our lives in ways that only a mother could.

I have a great read too-

Before I was a Mom

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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 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 puked on

pooped on

spit on

chewed on

peed on

or pinched by tiny fingers

Before I was a Mom

I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts, and my body.

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 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.

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.

I hope everyone had a WONDERFUL day!!!