Belated Mother’s Day Greetings

Having lost my mother 33+ years ago, it has never been a day I look forward to or enjoy and this year was no exception. Many of you have moms that can’t remember you anymore. I don’t know which is worse – not having a mother at all, or having a mom that doesn’t remember who I am? I do hold tight to the thought that if our moms COULD tell us what the experience of motherhood met to them, they might say that they love us and, that as one author put it:

Before I was a Mom –

I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.

I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.

I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom –

I had never been puked on.

Pooped on.

Chewed on.

Peed on.

I had complete control over my mind and my thoughts.

I slept all night.


Before I was a Mom –

I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.

Or give shots.

I never looked into teary eyes and cried.

I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin,

I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.


Before I was a Mom –

I never held a sleeping baby just because I couldn’t bear to put him down.

I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt.

I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.

I never knew that I could love someone so much.

I never knew I would love being a mom.


Before I was a Mom –

I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.

I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.

I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child.

I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important and so happy.


Before I was a Mom –

I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure the baby was okay.

I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a mom.

I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.