So last Sunday was the glorious Mother’s day everyone was gushing about and by everyone i mean ‘face book ‘ twitter …you name it’ So the next day there was this placard doing rounds on Facebook’ that said’ I normally don’t tell my mom often how much I love her but when I do…trust me it’s not on Facebook!’ I can bet you a majority who liked that placard were dudes (hahaha’ how original’)….seriously I see nothing wrong with anyone declaring they love their mama on social media….yeah its overrated but so are so many other things…any who whatever sails your boat!
I on the other hand, am such a mummy’s girl; I put up a picture on the D-day just for the hang of it and am about to put up a whole lot more….lols. Thing is everybody has their own way of relating with the most significant woman in their life, and only you and her understand it. My mom and I have learnt to be open with each other through the years. It didn’t use to be that way but with time I have come to know more about this woman who fought tooth and nail to see me through life.
It will never be perfect , show me a mother daughter relationship that is’ coz we get on each other’s last nerve a couple of times but truth be told I wouldn’t trade her for Oprah. Not now not ever…. (Best believe)
So setting a day aside to celebrate her, to shower her with goodies’ to make her feel glad to be a mommy, to relish her favorite cake (horribly iced; retreats in corner and hides) lol and to just be with her isn’t a ploy by marketers to get us to splurge on all things ‘mother’ that is so far-fetched….it is a day to let her feel that all she is’ and ever will be is special’ truly incredibly special’
I Heart you mom’ and to all beautiful mommies out there’ Hope you all had a beautiful Mother’s Day’
I leave y'all with an excerpt from the blog ' Every little beautiful piece'
To those who gave birth this year to their first child—we celebrate with you
To those who lost a child this year – we mourn with you
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains – we appreciate you
To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, birth, failed adoptions, or running away—we mourn with you
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment – we walk with you. Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms – we need you
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children – we celebrate with you
To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children – we sit with you
To those who lost their mothers this year – we grieve with you
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother – we acknowledge your experience
To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood – we are better for having you in our midst
To those who have aborted children – we remember them and you on this day
To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children – we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be
To those who step-parent – we walk with you on these complex paths
To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren -yet that dream is not to be, we grieve with you
To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year – we grieve and rejoice with you
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising –we anticipate with you
This Mother’s Day, we walk with you. Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst. We remember you.- Amy Young, An Open Letter to Pastors