Sunday, May 10, 2009

The Reason there is a Mother's Day

I always thought that Mother's day was kind of corny. As a child I took joy in going with my dad to the drug store to pick out a little something for my mommy and making her cards. Then I became a mother and I realized the truth...mother's day isn't about the gifts or's about the love. It's about acknowledging how far you've come and how much work you've done. It's about trying to spend one day marveling in the fact that you really are doing it.'s about laughing about the moments you really didn't pull it off well.

Now that I'm a mommy I appreciate my Mom even more. She's an excellent Nana good at all the bad things...spoiling, giving sips of forbidden foods, silly songs, whispered secrets and shared messes. And she's still a great mom...talking me off the cliff when I come in from the garage to find my child has dumped all the freshly folded laundry on the floor, stolen my soda...sat in the laundry basket and is now shushing me because she's trying to watch a movie when I start freaking out.
So maybe a little part of mother's day is wondering what parts of your mother you'll have when you get old enough to become a grandmother.

1 comment:

Layla's Nana said...

THANK YOU Allie, that was so wonderful it made me cry!

I think, for us, we've been blessed with wonderful women in our lives... and fortunately, a little (or a lot) rubs off everyone and accumulates and eventually, we become who we are.

As I told you this morning, you're a awesome mom... you don't have the support of stay at home grandma's, especially one that just lives across the field... and yet, Layla couldn't be more enchanting if she tried!

Thank you for being the daughter that always entertained me, amazed me with made up stories by the age of 2 and was generally such a good girl that you made my job so easy... and God Bless you for Layla, my little personal piece of sunshine.