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My First Mothers day Remembered 2 years ago

My Love,
You know that baby book of yours doesn’t include the pregnancy. Baby books start with the birth then it has a little about the family tree {if you are fortunate}.

So baby books start with the child’s birth as if life begins there. Life starts at conception, anyone who has carried a baby must know that.
There are just as many special things about your growing inside of me as there are about your impending arrival.

How about Mine and Daddy’s likes? or things about you that we remember? The first time you fluttered or moved. The first kick. Did I have cravings if so what were they. Special moments.

I have some I want to share with you little one, I will also keep tract of them. Maybe you will have no interest in this what soever. That doesn’t matter so much. This is for me too, I want to remember every thing.

The strangest thing I craved is peanut butter and honey with nachos {yuck but it tasted oh so good at the time}
My main cravings every day seems to be watermelon and strawberries… Oh my goodness the first time you moved inside of me, it felt like butterflies, I cried.

You are my first and most likely my only one. The Doctors don’t give me much hope of ever having another, but you are all I need.
I dreamed of being a mother, I have to admit to you sweetie, I gave up on that dream when I was 27 I had my final doctor tell me what they all did and I just gave the dream away.
I didn’t let anyone know how much it tore my heart to pieces.

I didn’t believe them when they told me I was going to have you and foolishly I thought it was going to be all wonderful and easy {I was only O-7 days along when they found out} so I was thinking it would be just like this.
I was wrong, I was so, so wrong. I lived in the bathroom little one. You just don’t know how sick your mama was.

The first time I heard your heart beating, I knew you were my girl. I just knew, I chose your name when I was 15 and I was not about to change that, not at all.

I am frightened, I am frightened that I can’t protect you from the harshness of this world. I lay awake at night thinking how will I be as a mom, Hoping that I can be what you need. Showing you all the love and devotion you deserve.

We had our last ultra sound the other day, I wanted to know for sure that you were my princess. But your legs were crossed {good girl, let’s keep it that way okay}

You were sucking your thumb, I have a picture of that. of course I cried, oh man I cried. I want you to know Sweetness, I promise you to always listen even when I don’t want to hear what is being said to me. I am not a perfect person as you will see one day. I love you, I don’t have to see you to know how much I love you. You play tag with your daddy it’s the funniest thing. He will place his hand on my stomach and move it to the other side and your squirm your way over there and kick his hand {no this is my mama}.. I think it’s funny…

OH baby I pray for you, I pray all the time that you are healthy and the things I did in my youth don’t affect you. Bless you little one. Bless you with laughter that is music and bless you with intelligence and such a sweet spirit. Your father says all the time that if you are anything like me, you’ll be fine in this world strong and tough, taking nothing from no one.

I want you to be strong, but I want you to love. Love sweetheart it is the only true blessing of life. May you feel loved and give it freely of your heart. You will be hurt many times and I will be there to hold you and dry those tears but never let hurt stop you from loving again. Never let the ugly of the world make your heart fearful. I hope I can be the mother you deserve, I know I will make mistakes I am So imperfect, but love is perfect and I love you with all I am.

You are my reason to keep going and each day that passes and the bigger my stomach gets the more excited I am to see if I am right and you are my Sierra Skye.
Baby, if I could take all the pain that you will feel in life and keep it for myself I will do so. Love does not start with seeing, it starts with feeling. When they told me you were there inside of me, I felt something happen to my heart and I will never be the same.. Oh man it’s getting late and your daddy will be home from work in an hour. I love you little one, Blessings upon your spirit and soul. May you always remember who you are and the love and strength that is your legacy.
Love Mama.

May 1993 @ 5 a.m.



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To ALL the wonderful Mothers here on 43 2 years ago

Being a mother is not an easy job, often times the thanks is found in the small things. Those little kisses of the toddler who tends to slobber all over you when giving their kiss. The home made cards special for mom of action figures and dragon ball Z…

There never seems to be enough time to fulfill all the responsibilities you have and certainly never the time just for you.

My Blessing for all you moms is Love. Maybe you know, feel and see the love your children and the neighbors children have for you.

Maybe your days slow enough that you have time, a quiet time to just be you. I know the job is non ending and sometimes overwhelming… You single moms, you are so blessed with strength and courage. So blessed with a abundance of love to start and go through each day with the provision of your children in the forefront of your mind.

I admire this strength.
Special Blessings for all you single mothers and for you Fathers who are the Mom in the family. It’s hard to be both parents all the time and for you Blessings of peace. Peace in knowing that all you are doing is not and will not go unrewarded. Your children will look back to you someday and they will honor you in the most prized way possible.

With a Tight Hug “I love you Mom/Dad, thank you for being there and sacrificing all that you have. Thank you for listening and loving me.”

Happy Mothers Day.
Light and Love.



Flirt is finishing up the Holiday Card mailing lis had a wonderful purple, chocolate, flirtini day!

HUGS to all the wonderful mothers out there 2 years ago

who help to make this world such a wonderful place. I hope you find some time this Mother’s Day to sit back, relax and enjoy your bounty.

Thanks to CropTillDawn for sharing this wonderful poem wonderful poem by Erma Bombeck when she found out she was dying of cancer. It’s one of my favorite writings by her and I wanted to share it with you.

If I had my life to live over

I would have gone to bed when I
was sick instead of pretending the
earth would go into a holding pattern if
I weren’t there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa was faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the “good” living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television – and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realised that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later…now go get washed up for dinner.”

There would have been more “I love yous” and more “I’m sorrys”.

But, mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute…look at it and really see it … live it .. and never give it back.
not to sweat the small stuff and to
cherish our loved ones and our friends
because you never know when our time on
this earth is done. Don’t worry if we
don’t have what other people have or if
we are liked or not. I think we all
have to learn to slow down and stop to
smell the roses.

By Erma Bombeck

Have a blessed Mother’s Day!!!




 

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