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May 8, 2014
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What changed the definition of me | Moms

Growing up, I would have to say Mother’s Day did not mean a whole lot to me. I don’t have vivid memories of things we did as a family for Mother’s Day.

I know in school we always made a gift, and I made sure to give it to Mom on her special day, but I didn’t truly “get” what this day means.

I remember complaining once or twice that it didn’t seem fair that there was a Mother’s Day, a Father’s Day, and even Grandparent’s Day, but no “Kid’s Day.”

It was explained that every other day is Kid’s Day. That didn’t go over very well with us kids.

Then I became a mother. From the very moment I saw that positive test, there was a different definition of me.

My first pregnancy ended in miscarriage, but I had carried that knowledge of life inside me, and felt the excitement from the beginning of being a part of something so much greater than myself.

By becoming pregnant, I joined the ranks of that special circle of women who understand each other at a whole new level.

These women know my smiles and my tears. There is a sympathetic nod as I struggle with a parenting issue and a willing ear to hear (again) my stories of kid adventures.

They know the ache and fear of babies growing up and leaving home because they have felt it as well.

We can encourage and defend, advise and commiserate.

I want to commend those who have gone before me, who walk beside me, and who are prayerfully awaiting their time to join the procession and add “mother” to their own definitions.

You inspire me.

And to those whose mothering journeys do not look like mine, I respect you.

I don’t know all your trials as you have waited for a baby to call your own, but you are a mother just like me and I am so blessed to be linked with you.

Today, I reflect on the ones who have made me Mom. I want to say thank you to my husband for joining me on this wonderful parenting adventure, and to my kids for loving me as I keep learning how to do the best I can.

I want to say thank you to my mother-in-love who taught her son how to appreciate and love all the mothers in his life. You have raised your sons well.

I see now, as I walk this road of motherhood what my own mother and grandmother did and are still doing.

I am blessed with a beautiful legacy of motherhood.

As a child, I didn’t recognize what my mother and grandmother sacrificed to make our lives what they are now.

They have taught me the art of mothering with bedtime stories, kisses on fevered cheeks, washing dishes and carrying treats in purses.

They have given me the gift of memories of creativity in difficult situations, grace under fire and an example of trust in the Lord when there is no other answer.

And most importantly, they taught me that being a mother is forever.

Thank you for that, Mom and Grannie!

I am part of a special group of women who will always be mothers.

We don’t do everything the same way, and we will all make mistakes, but we are who we are.

We can learn from each other and become better with the support of those around us.

So, from one mom to another, Happy Mother’s Day. I’m so glad we are in this together.

Read Marla's poem on motherhood HERE

We can learn from each other and become better with the support of those around us.

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