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Happy Mother’s Day – I Just Ate Your Gift

1moms3Someone asked me the things I would have done differently as a Mom. I could lie and say nothing, I was perfect, but it’s not true.

I would have cared  a lot less about what people said.

I would have cleaned less and listened more.

I would have ignored the heartburn, swelling, and other difficulties of my pregnancy because my son was growing under my heart even as he took over my heart.

I would have gazed even more at my son’s amazing face because it took me too long to realize it changed often, and permanently.

I would have listened less to what people told me was ‘right’ or what I ‘should do’ and listened to my heart more.1moms5

I would have figured out earlier that I didn’t have to be Wonder Woman, Supergirl, and Martha Stewart combined; I was fine as just me.

I would have spent more time there, in that moment because in that moment, everyone was there and now they aren’t.

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I’m glad I sat on the floor and played Thomas the Tank Engine.

I’m glad I rolled in the grass, built sandcastles, and almost threw up on rides.

I’m glad we ate popcorn in a couch fort.

I’m glad we made snow angels and laid in the grass finding shapes in the clouds.

I’m glad we laughed as we waded through muddy fields to get the best pumpkin ever.

I’m glad we ate ice cream and talked about all the ‘sharks’ in the river and giggled as we tried to name them.

I’m glad I never turned down a sticky kiss or told my son to wash his grubby hand instead of holding it.

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Moms kiss boo-boos to make them better, go to appointments, love unconditionally, make sandwiches that may or may not be traded to other kids, laugh, cry, help with schoolwork, brush teeth, change diapers, read and cuddle, dance in bare feet to Elvis, nag repeatedly about cleaning rooms, and teach how to be in the world.

Enjoy the moment of being a daughter or son, of being a Mom, Dad, brother, sister, grandparent, friend, aunt, uncle, cousin – life is too quick and too complicated not too enjoy.

Hopefully this  Mother’s Day you don’t have to:1moms6

  • Save the future of the entire human race by allowing your son to hang out with a Terminator (then again, you can’t pick their friends).

  • Break into ABBA songs while trying to remember who your child’s father is.

  • Send your supernatural darling to the prom.

  • Nag your son, even from beyond the grave to maintain the family motel business and to shower his guests with attention.

  • Date your son when he travels back in time to your high school.

  • 1moms1Worry if your little girl is the best and most stylish vampire slayer she can be.

  • Expose secrets about corporations using toxic substances while in heels.

  • Stop selling Avon long enough to rescue an orphan with a cutting issue.

  • Raise little dragons to be upstanding members of the community – take that villager out of your mouth, honey, you don’t know where he’s been!

  • Keep a royal dynasty going by providing heirs…and spares.

  • Have enough children to make a baseball league.

  • Or keep the hills alive with the Sound of Music while escaping the Nazis.

Life is like a box of chocolates…Happy Mother’s Day, I just ate your gift.

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102 thoughts on “Happy Mother’s Day – I Just Ate Your Gift

  1. Well, I’m not going to do a mother’s day post because no one could top this one. I’m put in mind of Erma Bombeck’s final essay regarding the rose-shaped candle. Bravo, this is a classic.

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    1. She’s the lady who wrote ‘If Life is a Bowl of Cherries What am I Doing in The Pits’ right? She was funny. I’m going to look that up, rose-shaped candle. Thanks Jan and thanks for the kind words. All the best. 🙂

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      1. And I forgot to say that this one was my favorite of the movies here : “Stop selling Avon long enough to rescue an orphan with a cutting issue.” Good old Peg Boggs, calling at the crack of dawn to sell her Avon products…

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      1. As a grandmother now, I’ starting all over again. Have yourself a relaxing day. Smell the flowers, put your feet up, even if it’s only for a few minutes. Close your eyes and breathe. ❤ ❤ ❤

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  2. Great post there! I hope to not ever do any of those you mentioned above – especially to nag beyond the grave. That wld be too tiring! Here’s another box of chocolate for a lovely post and a lovely mom like you! 🙂

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  3. “I would have spent more time there, in that moment because in that moment, everyone was there and now they aren’t.”

    Such a great reminder. Thank you!

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  4. Happy Mother’s Day. I went to open the box of chocolate I’d bought myself and they were missing. Yes, my son had eaten my Mother’s Day chocolates. That is, all but the dark ones, which he doesn’t like!

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    1. Heehee. Some of us never change, but to give us credit, the lure of chocolate is a siren’s song we can’t resist – I wouldn’t even have left the dark chocolate. 😉
      Hope you had a wonderful Mother’s Day…every day. 🙂

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      1. It is payback for all the chocolate I snuck away from my parents as a kid. Rather than thinking about how they felt, it became a personal quest and Mum wasn’t very good at hiding it either. Hmm. I could improve on that front as well!!

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    1. Thank you so much for the nomination, these mean so much because they are from fellow bloggers. I stopped accepting awards because I got so busy, now I just give the time I would usually give to accepting awards to visiting blogs, liking, commenting, and sharing on various social media. I really do appreciate the sentiment and am thrilled you would think of me. Thank you kindly. 🙂
      I hope this week treats you well. 🙂

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂 I know some don’t accept the awards but I enjoy reading your blog. Keep writing and also thank you for looking at my blog. Have a great week as well!

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