Mom's Day!

A mom's love is unique.  There's a special bond between a mother and her children that can't be compared to anything else. 

However, as a mother, we tend to feel exhausted, as our energy gets sucked dry on a daily basis giving of ourselves as we are pulled in multiple directions.

Mothers love their children and want to fulfill their every need, but when does saying, "Yes" to ourselves sound better than anything else? Saying, "Yes!", without one ounce of guilt in doing so.

  

This is why Mother's Day was invented.  The day mom is allowed to take back and be spoiled.  The day mom can sit with her feet up, be pampered, get extra love and kisses and it's alway's okay.  Mom is allowed to take care of mom.

We love our moms and appreciate all that they do, especially as we get older and make the transition from child to parent.  We finally understand all their hard work and sacrifices our moms made for us. 

Maybe everyday should be Mother's day. Breakfast in bed, extra hugs, more downtime and less doing for others.  What if all moms, everywhere, went for massages, everyday, got pedicures and didn't worry about feeding, bathing or finding time for their kids.  What if? 

Well, of course, that would make for total chaos: babies would cry, children would be sad, no snuggles or being tucked in.  Kids would be foraging for food in the pantry.  Who would shop for that food?  Maybe dad would pick up cookies, chips and beef Jerky. 

As a mom we are needed to play our important role.  We must play that role with pride.  We may not always get it 100% right, but last I checked, mismatched socks and quick and easy dinners were not against any rule book. 

Motherhood has no rules.  There are no rights and wrongs.  I often joke, that I am a "B" mom.  I may not get those Birthday cupcakes to school on the very first day after my son's Birthday, I may be hustling at a school event, and not spend adequate time with my boys, I may slide on bedtime, and eat in front of the TV when dad is not home. 

I love making exceptions to those so called rules. 

I also, know my kids will learn volumes from my actions.  Life is not black and white, we can go with the flow, we can laugh at our mistakes and not be so serious, we can fix what gets broke and we are not perfect.... but we can still be lovable, and we are always worthy of being cared for.  

But, my most important memory, I want my kids to have, is that they felt loved, and loved unconditionally.  I always want them to feel secure in who they are through my love for their individual spirits.

I tell them everyday and often how much they are loved. I try to remember not to let go first when they hug me, no matter how long they need that hug.  It gets hard at daycare drop off, but sometimes as little guys they need that hug more than we know.

Our hugs mean more than words.

To our moms now and then.  Our love is passed down through generations, in our actions and our words and with our warm, loving hearts.  It's contagious, especially through those extra long hugs!!