To All Mothers

[Mrs. Pooldini]

Happy Mothers Day!




This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in
their arms, wiping up puke laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and juicy juice
saying, 'It's okay honey, Mommy's here'.
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who
can't be comforted.

This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair
and milk stains on
their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween
costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And for
the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their
refrigerator doors.

And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football
, hockey or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars,
so that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they could say, 'Of course,
I wouldn't have missed it for the world,' and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store
and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice
cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but
realize how child abuse happens.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and
explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who
wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read 'Goodnight, Moon' three times a night for a
year. And then read it again. 'Just one more time.'

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces
before they started school. And for all
the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to
cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns
automatically when a little voice calls 'Mom?' in a crowd, even though they
know their own offspring
are at home -- or even away at college.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach
aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to
get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick
them up. Right away.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray,
who can't find the words to reach them.

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
bleed when their 14 year old dyes her hair green.

For all the mothers of the victims of recent school
shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front
of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school,
safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful,
and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good Mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby,
cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache you feel when
you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school
alone for the very first time?

The jolt that it takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to
put
your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want
to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?

Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug
your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for
young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and
sleep deprivation...
And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us.

Hang in there.
In the end we can only do the best we can.
Tell them every day that we love them.
And pray.




Please pass along to all the Moms in your life.

'Home is what catches you when you fall and we all fall.'

Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know. (I just did)
If you send this to just one person, it should make it all the way around
the world by Mother's Day.

There are three things you can never recover;

The stone after the throw
The word after it's said
The time after it's gone

[Southpaw]

Very Cool!
That brought a tear to my eye.

Will be printing this out, to show my wife when she wakes up.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!

[Hank]

Real nice. I plan to show my wife. (Mother of two really good grown boys.) Happy Mother's Day!

[mudrunninpig]

Yes Happy Mothers Day to all Moms. I'll be callin my moms this am.

[rankroddin250]

that was lots of reading. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY! to all the mommies.

[Hank]

Thot it was worth bumpin' for the sleep-in crowd!

[westcoaststrokin]

Great read!

Happy Mother's Day!

[Diesel Freak]

Very thoughtful thread!! Thanks for sharing!!

Happy Mothers Day to all past and present!!