Mother's Day started with one woman's idea to use the day to console mothers who had lost their sons to war. As if this wasn't a big enough accomplishment, Julia Ward Howe (scroll down to read about her) also wrote the Battle Hymn of the Republic, but I digress. She, herself, died in a mental institution fighting to keep it that way and not make it a commercial holiday that makes all of us feel guilty if we don't buy flowers and candy and go to brunch. She did not win.
On Mother's Day, in the past, I have been puked on and sick. I felt like a mother that day for sure. THAT is what it's all about, right? Taking care of your children and helping guide them into wonderful people. And we all hope that this one day we will get the appreciation and acknowledgement we want and deserve. We do deserve it. Mothering is hard, for lack of a better word, work. No matter whether you bottle or breast feed, co-sleep or cry-it-out, it isn't easy. The little rewards are those smiles, the laughter, the amazing hugs, and the moments they say "pweeez" and "dankoo" and "I wuf you mama." That, sleeping in and making me a card is what I call a great Mother's Day.
On this Mother's Day, as many others, I will think about the Mothers who mourn each and every Mother's Day. Those that lost their sons and daughters in war, in accidents, to drugs, to disease, to miscarriage, to stillbirth, to SIDS, to infertility and the list goes on. I know mothers that have lost children in too many ways. They are mothers too and their work as a mother continues in ways we hope we never have to understand. Each Mother's Day, I am so happy and proud to be a mother, but I take a meditative moment to send those mothers love and acknowledge their pain. We cannot take the gift of motherhood for granted. Life owes us no guarantees. Just cherish each day with your babies. Each moment goes by so fast.
May each and every one of you be celebrated tomorrow (and hopefully every day!). To the mothers that are mourning tomorrow, we see you and we send you love. Your children will always be yours and you will always be their mother.
However you spend your day celebrating or being celebrated tomorrow, remember, as we end every class:
Thank you baby for choosing me to be your mother.
I KNOW I'm the perfect mommy for you
and you're the perfect baby for me.
Happy Mother's Day!