To All Mothers Out There

Discussion in 'Random Ramblings' started by nccountrygirl, May 11, 2008.

  1. nccountrygirl

    nccountrygirl Songster

    Jul 31, 2007
    Sanford N.C.

    > If you send this to just one person, it should make
    > it all the way around the world by Mother's Day.
    > This is for the mothers who have sat up
    > all night with sick toddlers in their arms,
    > wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer
    > wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying,
    > 'It's okay honey, Mommy's here.'
    > Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing
    > babies who can't be comforted.
    > This is for all the mothers who show up at
    > work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains
    > on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
    > For all the mothers who run carpools and
    > make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.
    > And all the mothers who DON'T.
    > This is for the mothers who gave birth to
    > babies they'll never see. And the mothers
    > who took those babies and gave them homes.
    > This is for the mothers whose priceless art
    > collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
    > And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal
    bleachers at
    > football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth
    of their
    > And that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they
    > say, 'Of course, I wouldn't
    > have missed it for the world,' and mean it.
    > This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the
    > store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and
    for ice
    > cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten
    > realize how child abuse happens.
    > This is for all the mothers who sat down with
    > their children and explained all about making
    > babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who
    > wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
    > This is for all the mothers who go
    > hungry, so their children can eat.
    > For all the mothers who read 'Goodnight,
    > Moon' twice a night for a year. And then
    > read it again, 'Just one more time.'
    > This is for all the mothers who taught
    > their children to tie their shoelaces before
    > they started school. And for all the mothers
    > who opted for Velcro instead.
    > This is for all the mothers who teach their sons
    > to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
    > This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a
    > little voice calls 'Mom?'
    > in a crowd, even though they know their
    > own offspring are at home -- or even away
    > at college -- or have their own families.
    > This is for all the mothers who sent their kids
    > to school with stomach aches, assuring them
    > they'd be just FINE once they got there, only
    > to get calls from the school nurse an hour later
    > asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
    > This is for mothers whose children have gone
    > astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
    > For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
    > bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
    > For all the mothers of the victims of
    > recent school shootings, and the mothers
    > of those who did the shooting.
    > For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in
    > of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home
    > safely.
    > This is for all the mothers who taught their
    > children to be peaceful, and now pray
    > they come home safely from a war.
    > What makes a good mother anyway?
    > Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?
    > The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and
    > sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
    > Or is it in her heart?
    > Is it the ache she feels when she
    > watches her son or daughter disappear
    > down the street, walking to school alone
    > for the very first time?
    > The jolt that takes her from sleep to
    > dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put
    > her hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
    > The panic, years later, that comes again
    > at 2 A.M. when she just wants to hear
    > their key in the door and know they
    > are safe again in her home?
    > Or the need to flee from wherever she is
    > and hug her child when she hears news
    > of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
    > The emotions of motherhood are
    > universal and so our thoughts are for
    > young mothers stumbling through diaper
    > changes and sleep deprivation...
    > And for mature mothers learning to let go.
    > For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
    > Single mothers and married mothers.
    > Mothers with money, mothers without.
    > This is for you all. For all of us...
    > Hang in there. In the end we can
    > only do the best we can. Tell them
    > every day that we love them. And pray
    > and never stop being a mother...
    > Please pass along to all the mothers in your life.
    > 'Home is what catches you when
    > you fall - and we all fall.'
    > Please pass this to a
    > wonderful mother you know.
    > (I just did!)
    Last edited: May 11, 2008
  2. justusnak

    justusnak Flock Mistress

    Feb 28, 2007
    South Eastern Indiana
    That was beautifull.....thanks! Back to all you moms out there!
  3. Cheep Mama

    Cheep Mama Songster

    Mar 14, 2008
    That was beautiful!!! We spend a lot of time judging other mothers and how they react in different situations, but this proves that in the end we all love our children and just want them to be safe. I had tears in my eyes reading it. Thanks for sharing!!!

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