Mother’s Day. The one day of the year set aside so children can show their mothers just how much they love their mothers.
For me, no matter how bad of a day I am having or how terrible things seem to be, if I can’t get a hold of my husband, the next person I call is my mother.
I know she will always be there to listen, be supportive, but most of all she tells me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear. She may be two states away, but I can always count on her.
Growing up was no different, I could always count on my mother for just about anything I ever needed. Even if I was a pain in the butt, I always knew my mother loved me. And once again mom, I am sorry for my rebellious years in the junior high. I was downright mean. I am embarrassed at how I behaved then, but all I can do is learn from mistakes and move on.
Most recently my mother and father were once again called to help me and my family out. I had to have a tonsillectomy and knowing I would have to take at least two weeks off of work, I knew I would need my mom and dad to come. My husband, is amazing, and could have taken care of us himself, but there is just something about having my mom around that just seemed to comfort me.
She was able to watch the kids, while my husband got me everything I needed, which was mostly pain medication. Although I am not quite healed up yet, I know I will be soon and that is because I had a great support team to help out so I could rest and concentrate on getting better.
As a mother of two awesome boys, I did have guilt about not being there for them during these past couple of weeks, but my mom was quick to point out it was only for a couple of weeks. My mom also pointed out that compared to how many times I have been sick in the past few years, it doesn’t even compare. We are all hoping this surgery will really help cut down on how many times I am sick and this way I will be there for my kids even more.
Some people say they don’t want to be like their moms, but my mom was and continues to be amazing. She worked a full-time job, helped run a small daily farm, sang in the church choir and raised five children. Plus, she never missed one of my band concerts. I just hope I am as good of a mother that my mom was and continues to be to me.
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