Good Morning and welcome to Friday and Mother's Day is on the horizon and it brings many happy memories to me of all the bitter/sweet days of Motherhood.
I have often said that being a Mother was the best job I ever had - the hours were dreadful, no pay, and no job specification - I was required to be Nurse, Teacher, Driver, and so many other roles, but truly it was the best. There is not a day passes when I don't think of the earlier days of my children - their joys and their fears and how much I love them.
I did lots of things for and with my children - was involved in Classrooms, School Councils, Sports Days even supervising exams. I took them where they needed to be and loved it all . They are the jewels in my crown and I hope their memories are sweet too.
I made mistakes - I am human, I nagged, I was tough but through it all I did what I did out of love. I was there to defend their rights and make sure they were safe, to campaign for School buses, an end to bullying and better conditions for their schools. They were and still are my world - the sun shines brighter because of them, the stars twinkle a little brighter too and as I look at them now I see beautiful, young well adjusted people and I am proud to have had a part in all of that.
I drove them to and from University more times that I could even begin to estimate and sat proud and misty eyed when they graduated, I took food into one during the night when she was Editor of the Student Newspaper, I drove another every Friday morning at 6.00a.m. into Uni. and I miss those Friday morning chats. They were all special times. I collected meat for barbeques, picked up lighting for an evening in the Park when one ran the "Reclaim the Night" Rally and I loved it all.
My clothes line was often filled with 11 sport skirts and shirts and 22 socks when a load of laundry was brought home because "My Mum will do it." I miss those flags flying in the breeze they were a comfort that I was part of my daughter's life and that she was confident enough to know I would be there and do it.
I have stood in the rain on the sidelines for hockey finals, cooked at Hockey camps and slept the sleep of the innocent when I was so tired from it all. I have been to Debating competitions and many Library visits for books, made costumes and cakes for school events. I recall the mornings when they would suddenly announce "I need cakes for today Mum" or "I need a costume today." The cakes I could manage because I learned to keep a supply in the freezer, but the costumes provided a big challenge often, but they usually made it there on time and in costume. (I was always grateful for garbage bags and craft supplies.)
Mother's Day is something I always value and remember my own Mother and my Mother in Law - both very different people, but hold a place in my heart. I always take the time on each Mother's Day to say thank you to John for the children I have; they are who they are because they come from him and through me. They are pure delight (but then we are biased.)
My heart is always pensive on Mother's Day for those whose experience as a child was not good and they have no real affection for their Mother and those people whose lives did not present the chance for them to be Mothers; those who could not conceive or carry a baby, those who in earlier days were made to give up the child they bore. A special spot in my heart remembers the Mothers with empty arms whose babies did not survive their birth and who came home to an empty room and empty cradle. Those who miscarried and have no physical reminders of their little one - there are many of us who know that feeling well.
Wherever you are in this world on this Mother's Day I wish you a happy day and if you are able to spend it with your family please enjoy and celebrate. To those whose Mother is no longer with you - remember her with affection and gratitude for all she did. Those with Mothers far away - ring them up, talk to them, tell them you love them.
All Mothers go without things so that their children are provided for and they give up nights of sleep and peace of mind.
"Becoming a mother makes you the mother of all children. From now on each wounded, abandoned, frightened child is yours. You live in the suffering mothers of every race and creed and weep with them. You long to comfort all who are desolate."
Charlotte Grey
Celebrate your Womanhood and if you are a Mother - celebrate Motherhood - if your life was not graced with children love and be part of the children of friends and family, every family needs a special Aunt.
We have one - "The Family Maiden Aunt" and she is loved dearly. You would have made a great Mother Narelle, but you are a wonderful friend to my girls.
I have often said that being a Mother was the best job I ever had - the hours were dreadful, no pay, and no job specification - I was required to be Nurse, Teacher, Driver, and so many other roles, but truly it was the best. There is not a day passes when I don't think of the earlier days of my children - their joys and their fears and how much I love them.
I did lots of things for and with my children - was involved in Classrooms, School Councils, Sports Days even supervising exams. I took them where they needed to be and loved it all . They are the jewels in my crown and I hope their memories are sweet too.
I made mistakes - I am human, I nagged, I was tough but through it all I did what I did out of love. I was there to defend their rights and make sure they were safe, to campaign for School buses, an end to bullying and better conditions for their schools. They were and still are my world - the sun shines brighter because of them, the stars twinkle a little brighter too and as I look at them now I see beautiful, young well adjusted people and I am proud to have had a part in all of that.
I drove them to and from University more times that I could even begin to estimate and sat proud and misty eyed when they graduated, I took food into one during the night when she was Editor of the Student Newspaper, I drove another every Friday morning at 6.00a.m. into Uni. and I miss those Friday morning chats. They were all special times. I collected meat for barbeques, picked up lighting for an evening in the Park when one ran the "Reclaim the Night" Rally and I loved it all.
My clothes line was often filled with 11 sport skirts and shirts and 22 socks when a load of laundry was brought home because "My Mum will do it." I miss those flags flying in the breeze they were a comfort that I was part of my daughter's life and that she was confident enough to know I would be there and do it.
I have stood in the rain on the sidelines for hockey finals, cooked at Hockey camps and slept the sleep of the innocent when I was so tired from it all. I have been to Debating competitions and many Library visits for books, made costumes and cakes for school events. I recall the mornings when they would suddenly announce "I need cakes for today Mum" or "I need a costume today." The cakes I could manage because I learned to keep a supply in the freezer, but the costumes provided a big challenge often, but they usually made it there on time and in costume. (I was always grateful for garbage bags and craft supplies.)
Mother's Day is something I always value and remember my own Mother and my Mother in Law - both very different people, but hold a place in my heart. I always take the time on each Mother's Day to say thank you to John for the children I have; they are who they are because they come from him and through me. They are pure delight (but then we are biased.)
My heart is always pensive on Mother's Day for those whose experience as a child was not good and they have no real affection for their Mother and those people whose lives did not present the chance for them to be Mothers; those who could not conceive or carry a baby, those who in earlier days were made to give up the child they bore. A special spot in my heart remembers the Mothers with empty arms whose babies did not survive their birth and who came home to an empty room and empty cradle. Those who miscarried and have no physical reminders of their little one - there are many of us who know that feeling well.
Wherever you are in this world on this Mother's Day I wish you a happy day and if you are able to spend it with your family please enjoy and celebrate. To those whose Mother is no longer with you - remember her with affection and gratitude for all she did. Those with Mothers far away - ring them up, talk to them, tell them you love them.
All Mothers go without things so that their children are provided for and they give up nights of sleep and peace of mind.
"Becoming a mother makes you the mother of all children. From now on each wounded, abandoned, frightened child is yours. You live in the suffering mothers of every race and creed and weep with them. You long to comfort all who are desolate."
Charlotte Grey
Celebrate your Womanhood and if you are a Mother - celebrate Motherhood - if your life was not graced with children love and be part of the children of friends and family, every family needs a special Aunt.
We have one - "The Family Maiden Aunt" and she is loved dearly. You would have made a great Mother Narelle, but you are a wonderful friend to my girls.
Thank you for taking the time to visit "The Musings from my Heart" and for reading my thoughts on Mother's Day - I shall be posting a poem in "The Pages of Avalon" later in the morning relative to this special day that brings families together all around the world, I know in the United Kingdom they have Mothering Sunday on March 18th. and if you are in the UK - sorry these wishes are a little late, but they are, nonetheless sincere,
"I am grateful for Motherhood and all it's joys and for my beautiful daughters."
1 comment:
That brings back so many memories of juggling dancing, scouts, swimming, soccer, netball, training sessions, camps, parties, fetes, music lessons and still attend school. Oh the joys and the treasures there.
Happy Mothers Day, Linda xxx
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