A few years back I was at a La Leche League meeting. Mother’s Day had just passed. We had a “round robin” question asking moms to share their Mother’s Day celebrations. Everyone had a nice story of some type: hubby brought flowers, they slept in late, had a peaceful bubble bath, older kids cooked breakfast in bed, toddlers and preschoolers made cards, etc. Then it was *Lucy’s turn. Lucy was a single mom of just-weaned twin girls and a baby boy with no nearby family. “Mother’s Day was just another day for me,” she said. “Since my kids are too young to understand what it means, and I don’t get any help with them I didn’t get anything.” She tried to brush it off like she was fine, but she clearly appeared a bit slighted for being left out. And she was such an awesome mom. She did so much for her kids and had even found a way to be a stay-at-home mom without a regular income. I felt bad for her.
A year later I was looking after her kids at my daycare. I made sure her kids made her cards and picked her flowers. We probably did some little craft too. (This year it was No Time For FlashCard’s popsicle stick coasters. Check out Allie’s site for some amazing craft ideas for your little ones.) I don’t know if she got anything else that year, if her family got it together to give her a call or send her a card, but I was happy to do my part. She’s moved now, doing her training to become a midwife, and she’s still a single mom. She was the one who inspired me to do my Homebirth VBAC. I don’t know if she’s out there reading this (I don’t think she is), but this is for her and for all the moms, especially the single ones, whose little ones are just too little to understand what Mother’s Day is all about and who don’t have someone to tell them how great they are.
Thank you for being my mommy.
Thank you for giving me so much of your time when you often have none for you.
Thank you for holding me close, telling me you love me and giving me endless comfort when I need it.
I love being close to you. I love playing with you. I love it when you read to me and show me the world around us. I love it when you sing to me or play music and dance around the room with me. I love how safe I feel when I am with you.
You are as tall as the ceiling, as big as the world, as important as God. Thank you for being my mommy. You are the best mommy in the Universe to me.
Love, your little one.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there. However you celebrate, I hope you have a great day.