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On Mothering

Every night when I rock Nathan to sleep, I look at his sweet face and think how lucky I am.  To be a mom.  His mom.  I savor the moment, knowing it won’t be long before he doesn’t need me to rock him anymore.  As I sit there, not wanting to put him down in his crib, I think about my mom rocking me when I was an infant, and Ryan’s mom rocking him.  I think of all of the mothers before them, how they have molded and shaped our lives today by the choices they made for their children.  By the love they gave them.  I think of my mom, who lost her mother when she was only five years old and how hard it must have been to grow up without her.  I think of Ryan’s grandmother who we lost only days ago, and the legacy she left behind to her sons and grandchildren.  I think of my grandma, and how lucky I am to have her so close.  Most of all, I think of Lucas and Nathan.  I think of all the choices I have made for them, all of the things we’ve said and done that day.  I think about their futures.  I think about everything I want to teach them, everything I want to show them.  I hope and I pray that they always have everything they need, and that Ryan and I are always able to give it to them. 
The day Lucas entered this world I became a mother.  Physically.  And emotionally.  The maternal instinct just clicked on and has only gotten stronger every day since.  This is not to say though, that I always know the answer or always know the “right” thing to do.  I’m far from perfect.  But I love my boys more than anything.  To say I would do anything for them is an understatement.  I would fly to the moon for them.  I would swim across the ocean.  I would kiss every owie, dry every tear, praise every success, and always be there when they need me.  Don’t ask me how I’ll do it.  I just will.  That’s just what mothers do. 
On this Mother’s Day, 2010, I want to say Thank You to my mom, and all the other wonderful mothers in my life.  My grandma.  My mom-in-law.  My aunts.  My friends.   You are all amazing.  And  now that I think about it, all you Dads are pretty amazing too, for putting up with us when we go a little crazy now and then, for taking the kids out when we need a break, and for making us mothers in the first place.  Mothering is a beautiful thing.  I am SO very thankful that I am a mom, and I can’t wait to spend tomorrow celebrating that.   Happy Mother’s Day to all of you wonderful Moms.  I hope you have a beautiful day!

12 Comments

  • Cindy @ This Adventure, Our Life

    Beautiful! Exactly how I feel!! Being a Mom is truely amazing. You are a great Mom and your boys, all 3 of them are very lucky to have you in their lives! Happy Mother's Day, I really think mothers day is everyday!

  • Cindy @ This Adventure, Our Life

    Beautiful! Exactly how I feel!! Being a Mom is truely amazing. You are a great Mom and your boys, all 3 of them are very lucky to have you in their lives! Happy Mother's Day, I really think mothers day is everyday!

  • {Amy}

    a beautiful post! hope you have a wonderful mother's day! just checking out your blog and loving the photos! πŸ™‚

  • {Amy}

    a beautiful post! hope you have a wonderful mother's day! just checking out your blog and loving the photos! πŸ™‚

  • Ann Shields

    Just gothome from a wonderful Mother's Day morning spent with our family…how blessed and comforting to have you all in our lives, from you Suzanne (thanks for this great blog) to Ryan, Lucas and Nathan, and David and Barbara and Andy. Love you all so much. Gigi and Poppa

  • Ann Shields

    Just gothome from a wonderful Mother's Day morning spent with our family…how blessed and comforting to have you all in our lives, from you Suzanne (thanks for this great blog) to Ryan, Lucas and Nathan, and David and Barbara and Andy. Love you all so much. Gigi and Poppa

  • Jenny

    Being a mother is the biggest blessing in my life (besides being a wife, but still that's totally different). I hope you had a wonderful Mother's Day!

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