Once you have kids every day is dedicated to ensuring that your babies (or grown children) are healthy and happy. It doesn’t stop with kids, either. My mom still calls me daily to offer me advice whether I want it or not.
Through my teenage years and into my early adult life I found her phone calls to be annoying at times, but as I became a mother myself I finally came to understand her on a different level. I see myself following in her footsteps and smothering my kids until I take my final breath.
Obviously – as mothers – we only get one day dedicated to the work we do. I just don’t agree with that; I believe that families should celebrate the individual members every day. I mean, why celebrate kids’ birthdays when the parents did all the work? Okay, kidding. The point I’m trying to make is that I think we should be acknowledged with gifts and thank you’s randomly throughout the year.
Unfortunately, kids don’t see what we do in front of them, much less the millions of things we do behind the scenes. Just remember, they show as gratitude in hugs and kisses, which does make it feel as if every day is more special than the one that came before. I can assume my opinion will change as my babies become teenagers and my tolerance for them begins to wither.
As I sit here and reminisce about my years as a mom, I can’t help but think of everything my beautiful mother did for me growing up. She provided me with stability (which I now know is hard to do), she gave me a shoulder to lean on and taught me discipline. Nothing I could write here would make it clear just how much my mom has taught me, or what she means to me.
I have never been the one who is open with her feelings, so sharing those thoughts are really hard for me to do. It’s easy to type it and share with millions of people, but for me to call my mom and simply say, “thank you” seems entirely more difficult.
So I will continue with my ways, but I will add a little flare from time to time. She deserves gifts that show her that I care to take the time to give her something truly special, to put extra thought and care into personalized Mother’s Day gifts like her favorite dessert, a gourmet Vanilla Bean Cake made just the way she likes it and adorned with tulips. This shows her that she means more to me than a card, or a quick stop at the department store, because I’m taking the time to have this cake prepared just the way her mom made it when she was kid.
There is not a single day that goes by in which I don’t realize I am a mother. I celebrate it as I watch my kids grow, and through them I see what my mom has been doing for me all along. I am forever grateful and can only hope that my kids will feel the same about me (and their father). I won’t hold my breath, as I am sure there are several years before they really understand what it is we go through to keep the happy, healthy and safe. When that day comes I hope I have done my part in teaching them the importance in saying thank you in whatever way they are capable.