Mother's Day

The photo above was taken with my grandchildren about four years ago.  I love these types of pictures where there is so much going on but none of it what you hoped to capture.  I remember the craziness of the day this picture was taken and thought it was a great representation of a day in the life of a mother.  If you look closely at each face in the picture you'll see an expression found on a mother's face multiple times daily; confusion, tears, compassion, gawking, worry, daydreaming and a camera-ready smile.  

Mother's Day is that special day we honor our mother/s, and if you are anything like have high expectations or shall I say, unobtainable expectations for the day.  It looks something like this..."Queen for the Day."  In reality, I think one day per year is greatly lacking when it comes to recognizing and honoring mothers.  Now that I'm on the other side of motherhood..the grandma years, my life is radically different.  I get to put my feet up at night.  I sleep through the whole night, and I own the remote.  I have to be honest, the child rearing years have become a bit foggy in my memory.

That is...until the grand-kids come to visit.

I watched three of my grand-kids not to long ago.  The day they came to visit we made apple crisp, rice crispy treats, painted...mostly on paper, colored, played games, went to see that movie Baby Boss, and then I made dinner.

The Grands all wanted something different for dinner, but that's what grandmas do.  I made three peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the seven year old.  The three year old wanted hot dogs which I insisted be cut in small pieces much to his dismay.  The five year old had three 1/2 ears of corn.   Only the corn was a part of the actual dinner I prepared.

I was beat by the time they all went home about 7 P.M. that night.  That was after the three year old came down with ear pain, the five year old had an emotional breakdown because she thought she was spending the night and the seven year old wanted one-on-one time with grandma to play a game in the mist of the craziness.  To tell you the truth, I was fast entering that non-responsive state of near exhaustion.  Ahhh--Yes, now I remember those child-rearing days.   

As I write this, my heart goes out to all the moms with young kids.  God bless you and in case no one told you're a pillar, a rock, a world class chief, a doctor, a teacher, a master negotiator, and you have the wisdom of are brilliant, creative, awesome, caring, loving and compassionate.

Hang in there and keep up the good work cause one day....according to Proverbs 31:28 you won't simply hear these kind words from a tired ol' grandma.

You'll be hearing them from your own children.

"Her children rise up and call her blessed...

Happy Mother's Day!  
You deserve this day and many more. 

To Aaron, Trenton, and know my number!


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