Does a Mother’s Day Ever End?

When you think about it, a Mother is one of the most important aspects of a families lives.  She is always there right from the start.

She meets a nice young, or older man, she enjoys his friendliness and his charms.  They spend time together, and she always wants to look her best for him, a nice dress, clean hair, a sweet smile, and she always wants to do whatever he wants, whether it be something she had wanted to do that day or not.

They fall in love, she holds this very dear to her heart, she wants to do nothing to hurt this love, or to make any issues to lose it, so she gives it her all, tending to his every need when she can, taking care of him, loving him, and keeping him happy.

Then the wedding day approaches, during this time she has been under so much stress trying to plan, and manage finances for this wonderful event in her life, and she dreams of becoming a mom, and having little pitter patter of little feet at home.  She does not share any stress most of the time with her loved one, as she figures it is her job to handle it, and she does the best she can.

Ah, now comes the time she finds, she will be a mommy soon, She has smiles bigger then she could ever imagine, she glows, she feels so much comfort and love in her heart, that she now share with another besides her husband.  She starts reading all of the articles and books to learn more about how to care for this unborn child, how to comfort her child while still in her womb, and what to look forward to and do when they are out.  She shops, for all the cutest little baby things online, makes a wish list for her baby shower, tends to all the little necessities to help out when she can. 

She does not complain to hubby too much about all the aches and pains she feels while pregnant, or all the nausea she has day and night at times, ankles swelling, belly growing, but instead she thinks of all these things as leading up to a delightful even to come soon.  So she keeps some thoughts of discomfort to herself.

Due day has arrived, she wakes, feeling some pain, tells hubby it is time, rushes off to the hospital, and there she may be in the most uncomfortable pain for few to many, many hours, but it all comes down to a wonderful little child that is born to her, that she gave birth too, she raised from the beginning.  A part of her and husband.

You know some say that a baby is not actually a baby till a certain time in womb, but you know what, I feel it is a life, the very first day it is conceived, and a mother can sense this,  and she cares for it as her child, and something she wants to have and hold and she starts feeling the love immediately, the bond between you two.

Now its time to hold that baby, wow, what an emotion that can never be explained or put down into words, you feel your heart melt, you want to cry, but not sad, it is tears of joy, love, happiness.  At first the baby looks all red and wrinkly, but you care not, it is something you grew inside you, something you took care of for 9 months without ever seeing it, you looked forward to this day from the start, and now here it is, and your just overfilled with emotions.

The nurses do their best to teach you the simple things, diapering, taking temperature, bottle or breast feeding, so many things you still need to learn, and reading them in books, well, it is one thing to read, but another to do. So you listen, you practice, you ask questions, you learn and you definitely do not get as much sleep, you have to learn to adjust to less hours at a time, and getting up for feedings or diaper changes. It is a big difference when you really think of it.

Now your home, at first your scared, worried, as you do not have all the doctors and nurses there to help you now, you worry what if you do something wrong, it’s a bit scary to you.  You find yourself listening to every little sound, and when you hear something, mom jumps up to see if baby is alright and all is well.  You sleep little naps when baby sleeps, your making bottles when your eyes are half droopy.  And if was the older days, you had to get a pot and warm it up first, and test on your wrist not too hot, and Ouch, if it was.

Baby grows a little at a time, you watch, you enjoy, you admire, you see them when they start to look and open their eyes more, as if to notice things a lot better, you watch their fist time roll over, wow, excitement, he/she did it!  Then as they continue to grow, you watch all of the advances they have to learn to do.  You have a book, you try to make notes of all the things they do as babies, you love to see how they are looked at and enjoyed when company comes over.

As they continue to grow, you keep watch of them, you want to make sure they are healthy, sick even a bit, to doctor to make sure they are alright,  and when they are not feeling well, you are there to tend to their whimpers, and their crying when they are sick or hurt in any way.  You may even cuddle in bed with them when they have a nightmare, to let them know you are there to take care and protect them.

School starts, and mom might cry as much as the child does the first day, to let your child go, to leave him, you both lose a since of security of being with mom.  But within a few, you both adjust, and you are excited to see how they talk about school when they come home, the pictures they bring to put up on the fridge, and the time to sit and listen to what they have to say about their day.

They are now getting older to where they join groups, it may be football, soccer, cheerleaders, whatever it might be, but you are there for every single game and practice that your able to, and you cheer them on, you take their pictures, you share with family and friends, you enjoy showing your child off, the thing that you made and brought into this world, and you would not change it, even through the difficult times, you love them with all your heart.

Now, they find a girlfriend/boyfriend, they want to confide in you, ask questions, and you desire nothing more then to let them know how to treat the one they have found, to respect them, make sure they are respected,  and you share your knowledge with them,e the joy you might feel that they came to you for advice.  But at they same time you have some anxiety that maybe it is time to “have the talk”.  You are confident that you raised them right.

They continue to grow, and you watch as they mature, they being to do their own things, be it working, hanging with friends, going to school.  They pick up hobbies, things they like to do, things to pass the time, which you do not object to as they seem to be staying out of trouble, and that is most important.

They are off to college or moving out on own now, your so sad, as you have grown so attached to having them around most all of the time, to talk with about life, aspects of the day, things on your mind, or theirs, to sit and laugh with and enjoy the holidays, you will miss all of this, but you know they are grown adults now, and they must at one time, step out onto their own.

Before long, marriage thoughts are in their heads, you have to respect the one they love, and hope for the best for them, and give them all of your support, whatever it may be, love, schools, jobs, friends, your always there to listen.   And the day comes when they marry, and you are thrilled that you have another person in your family, but at same time, have to let go and know their first priorities have now changed.

Grandchildren start coming, your thrilled, and your able to sit and give advice, and your knowledge of children through the years, you are there to help out if and whenever they need it, your always on call, day and night, 365 days a year.  If they need mom in any which way or that, your there, in some way or another. 

And if there is brothers and sisters in the family, it is always mom who mostly tries to keep the fuids few and the love between them all, you want them to love and care for each other as you do for each of them. If one is in pain for any reason, you hope the others will come to the rescue and comfort them, and be there for them also.

Mothers always think of their children, even long after they have grown and flew the nest as they say, but your concern for them never stops, you are always thinking of them, longing to make sure they are safe and sound, and you listen with a shoulder and warm heart when they need to talk.

At night, moms think about their kids, when young, its what all the hectic schedule the next day may be, and when they are older, wanting to make sure wherever they went tonight, they are safe and will arrive home soon, when they marry, you are in hopes that they found the right person to spend the rest of their lives with, when they have children, you hope the know how to care for them, and will always be there for advice…

So my question is?  When does a Mothers day ever end?