The weekend that is dedicated to all the mommies!
And I mean all the mommies, I feel we are so hard on each other lately. There is so much negativity on Social Media, and in the news.
To the mom that stays home with her kids, the mom that works full time – You Rock
To the ones who breast feed or to those who never even tried – You Rock
To those moms that believe one thing and maybe do the other – You Rock
To all the moms who carried their child, or adopted their little one – You Rock
We all deserve a pat on the back. – Cheers to you!
It kills me to see the nit picking and attitude everyone gives each other in the “correct” ways to raise their child.
You are not in my house 24/7, you do not understand my past, what the future holds and most importantly what my beliefs are. Who are you to tell me what is right and wrong?!
Unless I am causing harm to my child, please keep your unwanted opinions to your freaking self!!
We are all great mommies, and this weekend is for us! Happy Mother’s Day!
Being a mother at 19:
I get questioned all the time if Emily is my little sister. I take the compliments as “Thank you, I look so young.” But when you follow it up by “Well, how old are you?” It takes everything in my might to not be like “I don’t know, how old are you?” Did you watch the news last night that a “Mother” who was over 30, put their child in the oven because it wouldn’t stop crying. When did age become a judgement on being a mother or not.
Yes, I was young.
Did that make me any less of a mother than you? NO
Did that make me any less of a mother than you? NO, it did not!
I am not saying that 19 year olds should be out having babies, and I would not recommend it to anyone. I missed out on those years where all my friends where finishing college, traveling, and getting on their feet, money was tight and I was partying it up.
But I was nurturing the best thing in the world. I was snuggling on the couch, getting sleepless nights, rocking a fussy baby, and teaching her everything she needs to know.
Wouldn’t trade it for the world!!
Was I judge, you betcha. Even by my own father, and family. Thoughts of me not being able to grow up, take care of a child, I was just a baby myself, could I do it?
Everyone has a story, don’t judge!
Almost 9 years later – that little girl is the best thing that has happened to me. (Besides my husband)
Emily Caroline – July 28th, 2007, 7:48pm 7lbs. 1oz. 19in
I love being a mom! Thank you God for giving me such a blessing!
To my mother:
This is the second year without our beautiful mother on this earth!
This year is harder than last, as my brain pushed the death away and moved forward into wedding mode. Ever since life has slowed down since the wedding in November I am beginning to actually deal with the death of my mother, and it’s hard..
My mother passed away last March, age 48, from a long battle of cancer.
I didn’t grow up with my mom, my father got custody since I was 6 months old. I visited on and off until I was about 10. Then my mother and I went years without any communication, no cards, no calls, no anything. When I graduated high school, I reached out to her in hoping she would attend my graduation. I always stated that if it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t be here, and no matter what she will always be my mom!
She came, and our relationship began to grow, I shortly had Emily after and I wanted her to know both of us. When Emily was 2 my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 head and neck cancer, after multiple rounds chemo and radiation and no change. My mother went through a total laryngectomy, lost means of communication, spent hours and days at hospitals. This however gave her 5 more years on this earth, and she spent them how she wanted. She loved life, was a complete fighter, and did things her way.
I miss her terribly, I miss my kisses when we leave family functions, I miss my Good Night texts, I miss us talking about Law & Order. I miss her. All Of Her.
I know she is watching us, and loving every moment of being able to hear all the gossip each one of us has, but I would give anything for one more hug.
I love you Mom!
Love You Always & Forever!