Friday, May 30, 2014

A Mother

The moment our first child is born--- we become---- a Mother...

Never again will there be one but always with another.  The moment we see that tiny little creature 
we fall in love.
Mother's are the first to be our friends, our playmates, our nurses and our teachers. A Mother's job is never done. Always working until the moment she can lay her head on a pillow and close her eyes; even if it is to be a nap. 
A Mother rarely gets the respect she deserves but is one to hardly complain.... ( but remember the saying "When momma ain't happy.. ain't nobody happy") This is the motto in a lot of households. 
A Mother loves with all her heart. She is often asked if more than one child; "who is your favorite? " We reply as only a mother would/can "All of you are my favorite" "each of you bring to me something different and unique and to that you are all very special and favorite to me".  which usually that gives a crooked eye but they leave it for another day. And when the times are difficult for their young, a Mother will be the first to defend and protect. She will put herself in front on anyone for her child.   
A Mother should be a superhero (Super Mom)  As a child, we think she can do anything. One moment she is cooking and the next she is ironing a shirt on the ironing board all the while setting the table for dinner or breakfast.  A Mother can also be a police woman, she is always on guard "policing" , if you will, her home to try and keep her young one on the straight and narrow.  
A Mother is everything to us when we are young and much more when we grow older. When we are young, we are caught up in mom being everywhere in our business, taking us places and making us do things around the house or yard that we don't want to do but "it's for a reason and that reason will be known when you grow up and have children of your own", they say. You know??  A Mother is right. You do achieve that knowledge when you become a mother.. "That's what she meant"..  When we are older, our mother's become our friends, we no longer need their attention as we did as a child but we find them as people/a person to get to know and understand and grow .... The times together are different, much different than the days of young. 
As we get older, loving a Mother is a gift rather than a chore. We know the day is coming when they will leave us and all is left are the memories of them being everything ; one and all ... especially ---- 
A Mother. 

Thanks----

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