My first Mother’s Day card came to me ten years before I even had my first child. It was my first year of teaching and one of my little first graders handed it to me very shyly.
I vaguely remember tearing up. In this card were the sweetest words printed on it with a simple, “Love, Craig”. I was responsible for 30 first graders that year. Many times, I was in way over my head gaining my teaching experience. This message meant the world to me. It has been almost 15 years since that day and I still keep in touch with Craig’s family. I have told his mom how much that meant to me. The card is laminated and saved in my keepsakes.
When I had my second child, my husband started traveling a lot for work. It began a couple of weeks after we brought our daughter home. With a 2 and a half year old also running around, I definitely had my hands full. Two of my friends from work made excuses to come over to help. With these superstars rocking my baby and entertaining the older brother, I was able to take a breather and even make dinner. This became a weekly tradition that has lasted over two years. They have evolved from coworkers to friends to family.
Neither one of these two are mothers… yet.
This Mother’s Day, I would like to give them the message just like I received before I ever became a mom to say thank you. I want to tell them how much they are appreciated and valued.
Thank you with ALL of my heart for knowing that I needed support especially when I didn’t know how to ask for it. My friends have taken over the cooking at times because I just needed to sit down and rest. My oldest loves all of the attention and talking. He finds listening ears with both of them and he knows that they enjoy spending time doing what he likes. There have been so many occasions where one or the other has gotten on the floor to play planes or cars with him. The baby has grown up the past two years knowing that she is loved by these two. She runs into their arms and her eyes light up as she says hello. Her personality has changed so much since becoming a toddler. My friends are more than happy to keep her engaged and try to wear her out so bedtime goes that much easier later on when they leave.
My friends had never read a, “what to expect” book or how to raise babies or even toddlers. They are teachers so they do know about children, which is even so much more amazing that after a day of taking care of other peoples’ kids, they come help me take care of mine.
Celebrating motherhood doesn’t always have to be about someone who is a mother.
It is about someone who loves kids and supports them in ways that help them become amazing people. These two also helped me become a better mom by being there to cheer me on and give encouragement when I needed it the most.
They bring so much love to our little family.
Friends like these raise the quality of motherhood. So to all of the women out there like them who have taken on those unique roles with our children and ourselves, I would like to extend you a message.
Happy Mothers Day. You truly deserve it.
Is there a special influence in your life in your role as a mother?
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