And I accepted a new job, along with about 4 other new commitments I have recently made. Like I said, I’m juggling!
So I give you this…again!
By the way, I know it’s not Mother’s Day but if you think about it, isn’t every day Mother’s Day? Where would you be without your mama? 😉
This post was written last year, but in honor of Mother’s Day I have decided to post More on Mothering again as a hats off to all mothers. It’s a tough gig, loving our kids the way they need to be loved and not the way we want to give it. Time changes our roles in the lives or our children but never the love. To all you mothers out there, I wish you blessings on this day of mothering.
I’ve written on Mothering before (click here). Lisa-Jo Baker recently challenged a few of us bloggers to feature an extraordinary mother in a post. There are so many to choose from. How can I choose but one?
Mothering does indeed go on even into adulthood.
I watch as my friend commits to help her youngest daughter every Tuesday, watching the precious little one she brought into the world a year ago; after having committed to help her older daughter on Wednesdays, traveling 55 minutes to do so, to enable her three grandsons to have one day at home to play and be free of schedules set by someone who is simply doing their job.
Or the mother who daily cares for the child who cannot communicate by standards of the status quo, because of Autism. Not the dream for the child she carried for nine months and beyond. Not the plan at all. And so emotionally draining as she balances the needs of her boy with the loss she feels of never really knowing her son; his feelings and thoughts on everyday issues, both big and small.
Or the mom who went to school to earn a degree while working a job because her husband’s business folded in this downward economy and they lost it all, even their home. So she stretches and juggles and finds rides for her girls and money for field hockey and rearranges work schedules so she can attend every school event, yet sacrifices by working while the rest of the family has a fun day at an amusement park or family gathering.
Or the mother who finished up home schooling her youngest daughter, her last child at home, all the while suffering from the ill effects of chemo after a double mastectomy, hoping and praying her Katie would have a normal senior year, like the one she labored to give her oldest two daughters All she was truly capable of was lying in bed, and yet she didn’t.
There are so many. Too many for me to choose but one.
Motherhood is a life-time calling, for once you mother your own, you mother always…anyone who needs a bit of tender love, no matter the age.
And the most amazing thing of all in this cycle of life, is when you get to mother your own parents in there twilight years, due to ill-health, or mental capacities that wane. I’ve watched this occur with several friends and family members. A challenge on so many levels, because all the while you want your mommy as you mother your own.