I was asked to write an article and a few recipes for the May issue of a magazine – a Mother’s Day edition. I really have a ton going on right now and my first instinct was to say no, but I just couldn’t.
Moms hold a very special place in my heart – I suppose that’s because I have one of the best moms in the world and I am a mom myself. It’s the hardest, most intense, emotional, fantastic, draining, wonderful, meaningful careers that exists. I talk more about that in my post, Choosing Motherhood as a Career.
I agreed to do the article thinking that it would take no time at all to write on motherhood… I have 7 kids! I was very wrong. I sat looking at the screen…BLANK. I was limited to around 500 words. I wanted to include 3 recipes, but had to cut one because I needed more room for the article that I couldn’t even write!
I left the computer to go for a walk. My mom always said, “if you can get away from your problem, the answer will come.” Two days later, it came to me. I should just write a letter to my mom. There will be no introduction or conclusion, just my thoughts about a mother. I will just make this a testament to my own mother.
Please know that if you are a mother, I write these words to you!
The words “thank you” are not enough to express my appreciation for the sacrifices you have made for me. With each passing year of raising my own children, I gain a deeper understanding of your unselfish, undying, and measureless love. Hidden gems of your love for me are being revealed as I pour myself into my own children.
I often wondered why Mother’s Day was more special to Granny than even her own birthday, until…I became a mother. Who knew how much work, sacrifice, ENERGY, stamina, and total giving up of one’s self that motherhood would entail – does entail. I am in the thick of it right now. Bringing children into the world begins in pain, and from there your body and soul become another’s – in my case, seven others.
There is no greater sacrifice than to give ones life for his brother. This should be the definition of motherhood. Your life is no longer your own. Mom, I know that is true with you.
A mother becomes a doting servant in the wee hours of the morning, caring for the needs of her baby; sleep-deprived, emotionally and physically exhausted, always “on call” not for just the first few months, but into the teenage and adult years. I always thought that once I became an adult, you would be free. I am seeing that is not true; mothering never stops.
I asked you once why you made such a colossal commitment. “It’s worth it,” was your simple answer. I have to agree, mom. The sacrifices are really not sacrifices because you are delighted to give up your pleasures and even your needs for that precious life.
The reward of having one of my children live out just one of the unselfish truths that I have taught them is far above anything I could ever receive on this earth. The blessings that my children bring me are far beyond my wildest dreams.
Despite the pain, sleepless nights, work, energy, blood, sweat, and tears, there is no greater joy in my life than that of being a wife and mother. Mom, if I can be half the mother as you have been, I will deem my life a success. Thank you for running this race before me and setting the bar high. I love you.
Your most indebted and grateful daughter, Stacy
Make your mom a few special meals and desserts for Mother’s Day! These are easy and will surely make her smile!!