How was your Mother’s Day?
I woke to yummy smell of pancakes and maple syrup with cappuccino. The children got up early and made breakfast in bed for me. It was lovely. It’s great to see the children working together on a common goal- that of blessing someone else.
I spent a large part of the day in the kitchen. This was my choice. I cooked up an Indian style feast for tea that night. I did this to bless my family. Before the meal I spoke a few words of thanks and appreciation to my husband and children…I affirmed them, made eye contact and spoke of my love for them. I explained that without them Mother’s day wouldn’t be, for me. I don’t write this to boast, rather to offer another side of me and my family. I had previously written about Mother’s day and that post is true…but as can happen with this medium, it is only one side of the story. I want to offer the same story but from another side or angle.
When John and I first got married, we wanted to start a family as soon as possible. But it didn’t happen. Each month would see me sad and teary. I desperately wanted to have a child and be a mother. It was 2 years before we conceived. Those two Mother’s Days were very sad for me. Oh, I would honour my own mother and my mother-in-law but it was also a painfully emotional time for me. Even now I remember the pain and the hurt that I felt. That pain doesn’t affect me now…I do not feel the sting of it but I do remember how it felt. And that in turn causes me to be so very appreciative and thankful for the four blessings that I do have. And I’m also reminded of the daunting task before me…that of parenting. Thankfully, God has the paths of my children firmly in His grasp. While I have a task, a duty, a responsibility, a privilege, God already knows their path and He is responsible for their salvation, not me.
How did you spend your Mother’s day? Have you learned any lessons from your own mum or mother-figure in your life? What did you ‘teach’ your children on this day? I’d love to hear from you.
I’m not big on Mother’s day – or any non-Biblical holy days.. so we didn’t celebrate, but, I’ll tell you, that last Friday I was at home with my two littles, all my bigs were working. I spent the day cleaning and cooking for Shabbat, but everything was going wrong – or at least posing more of a challenge than I expected.
I really wanted my mum! I wanted my mum to come and tend to my children while I did this or that chore. I wanted my mum to come assist me with this chore while I just sat. I wanted my mum to nurture me.
But Susan, I don’t have that kind of mum, even if she lived close by. My mum would have found a nice way to say, You made your bed, now lie in it. My mum is not sympathetic, and she’s not nurturing. That isn’t to say she doesn’t love me… but she was raised in the 50’s and 60’s and taught to be a working woman – not a nurturing home maker and mother.
I love my mum.. She’s on a trip across the USA right now, so I sent her an e-mail, which she got. She’s planning on traveling through a state just south of me, a 2 hour trip north would bring her to my door, but she won’t make that trip north, so it’ll be a number of year before I see her again. It makes me sad – but it’s my reality. I do love her though, very much. You have to learn to accept people for who they are.. love them where they’re at.
Sombra
Sombra http://homeschoolblogger.com/morelittlewilsons.Janney’s Birth Story
My children blessed me so much this mothers day……..I was touched. I didn’t get breakfast in bed because I left the home with Leah, Ben and Joel before 8.ooa.m to attend the first church service. My dear dad came and picked me up and we spent half an hour trying to attach the baby seat in his car 🙄 I saw my mum the day before and wrote her a card expressing my love and appreciation for her. She rang me in tears so I must have hit a nerve. You see, for years I have had turmoil with my mum but God has truely turned the bad situation with my Post Partem Depression into good. I never realised just how much my mum and dad love me and care about my welfare. They have literally poured love into me over the past few months. Gosh, I am almost 43 and I can’t imagine being without either of them. You are never too old for your parents love 😥
My children have seen the worst in me over the past few months but they are so loving towards me. The words they wrote in my cards made me realise that all the sowing in tears has been paid back a thousand times over. I am so glad that I got to fix my own relationship with my mum before it was too late.