To all my fellow Mothers out there, especially my Mom, Happy Mother’s Day! Whether you are a Stay-at-home Mom, a full time working Mom, an adoptive Mom, etc. this day is for you!
A Mom is such an amazing role in a child’s life. We are the nurturer’s, the playmates, the caretakers; we are basically a woman with many different hats. It’s not all peaches and cream, there are many stressful situations but it’s something that I wouldn’t trade in for the world.
Being an only child from my Mother and Father, I always knew that I wanted to have at least two children (I do have one step sister and three half sisters but never permanently lived with them under the same roof). I always wished that I had a sibling to play with growing up and I vowed to myself that my children would have one. And I am absolutely blessed to be a Mother of two beautiful, wonderful children.
I remember when I was younger, every year in school we would make some sort of Mother’s Day craft for our Moms. Of course, I loved making them but I never knew the meaning of what they represented until I became a Mother myself and started to receive handmade presents from my own children. I guess I am a sap when it comes to my children’s work because I save it all. They each have their own bin of stuff that they have done, whether it be drawings, writing ABC’s and 123’s, scribbling after learning how to hold a crayon or projects done in school, I have them saved in their bin.
When my Daughter came home from school on Friday, she was very excited to give me what she made for me for Mother’s Day. I think I was just as excited. As I started to untie the ribbon that was keeping the paper rolled up so beautifully, I couldn’t help but smile not even knowing what she had made. Unrolling the paper revealed her little handprint in paint and a poem right next to it. Let’s just say that’s when the water works started. I would like to share that poem with all of you.
“Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my handprint
On furniture and wall.
But everyday I’m growing
(I’ll be all grown someday)
And all those tiny hand prints
Will surely fade away.
So here’s a final handprint
Just so you can recall
Exactly how my fingers looked
When they were very small.”
This poem definitely touched me; it is so true. Time goes by so fast and we need to cherish every moment that we are blessed to experience. Oh, and this project isn’t going in her bin. This project is going to get framed and hung up on the wall. And when my son is in school in a few years, I will look forward to receiving a special Mother’s Day craft from him as well that will make perfect wall art.
You don’t have to buy your Mom a huge present on Mother’s Day. It’s not about the money. It’s about showing her that you love her. It’s about showing her that you care.
Unfortunately, I know that not all of our Mother’s are still here. But please know that your Mom is always with you and you will carry her with you for the rest of your life.
Becoming a Mother has been the most joyous and rewarding experience in my life. My children show me all the time that they love me and care about me and to get that little extra attention today, on Mother’s Day, it just makes me feel a little extra special and loved.
So, to all the Moms out there, I hope you get to feel a little extra special today too. Enjoy your day, enjoy all the moments, enjoy being a Mom. Happy Mother’s Day!
angelica
1:04 pm on Sunday, May 8, 2011
THIS POEM IS CUTEEE!!!!!!
BY:ANGELICA MENDOZA