To My Mommy

My sister just posted about my Mom. I don't mean to copy her, but I need to pay tribute to this wonderful lady as well. She turned 52 yesterday. She is amazing. Amazing.

My Mom is my rock. I talk to her every day. I mean every day. If I don't talk to her, it just feels weird.

I really have to hand it to her. I think about what she has gone through with me all the time. My Mom was 23 when I was born. She developed toximia or pre-eclampsia as some call it. She had to quit her job (on a young couple's tight budget, we all know how this is.) and lay in bed rest for weeks. She finally delivered me at 29 weeks, delivering a 2lb 2 oz. baby that she couldn't even see for 3 days. Not a great introduction to motherhood. She then brought me milk every single day for 2 1/2 months while I was in the NICU. That should be enough in and of itself.

I was a difficult child. Really difficult child. I was probably even a harder teenager. When I think of the things my parents went through with me it makes me sick to think I could ever go through any of that with my kids. I have even been a difficult adult. Often times I think my Mom probably really doesn't like me, but I always know she Loves me. There's just that unconditonal love you have for your kids no matter where the journey takes you. She has definately shown that to me.

She was so good to us as kids. Always making birthday's and Christmas special even if they didn't have much money. She would do extra haircuts and save her money from that to make sure we had whatever we needed and wanted. We always had great school clothes, again because of my Mom saving her pennies.

She is an amazing cook and we always had great family dinners every night. She read to us and sang to us every night. I remember reading Boston his first story and the tears streaming down my face because those were the most tender moments with my Mom. She would read and read until her eyes got so droopy she'd skip a page or something and I'd make her start the whole book over.

I love her so much. My kids are so so lucky to have her as a Grandmother. She sends them special packages in the mail and sees them a couple times a month even though she lives 4 hours away. She takes the kids so we can escape all the time.

She is simply the best and I hope she has nothing but happiness this year.