Mothers Day
Mothers Day is two days away!!!! I am excited. It is my second mothers day and I think I just might be more happy that I am a mother compared to thinking about my own mother. Then again when I think about being a mom and all the ups and downs that come with being a mom I think my mom is AMAZING for raising me so well and I admire her.
My mom was/is the most creative, patient, weird, funny and good looking mom. I was SUPER strong willed and yet my mom found creative ways for me to use that will for good things! She made home cooked meals every night. I could literally count on two hands the number of times we ate at fast food or got take out. I had the best birthday parties growing up, something that I hope to carry on with my kids. We always had a homemade pinata, a treasure hunt, funny games and an amazing homemade cake and I could invite a ton of friends! The preparation that went into all that could only have been motivated by love.
She started and led a group at church called kids alive for grades 5,6 and 7 which would be comparable to Junior High down here. And every time she would come up with a funny skit to perform. If you know my mom you are probably laughing just thinking about a skit you've seen her do.
But my mother embarrassed me. Like when I was 5 and we were walking in the mall and she would sing and hold our hands skipping down the mall. I still think that's embarrassing. But for the most part she was just funny and ALL my friends thought she was worlds coolest mom. And really, she was! I just didn't see it because I was too busy trying to be cool. I think I would have actually been cooler if I didn't care how she acted. Isn't it funny that most of the time bad memories have alot to do with our outlook on a situation and don't really reflect reality?
I guess this blog turned out to be more about my mom than it did me as a mom. But alot of how I will raise Jacob is rooted in the ways that I was brought up. I really did have the most amazing childhood, I owe alot of how I turned out to my mom. It's not easy being a mommy, I know!! I only pray that I can do just as wonderful a job as her and with God's help I know I will.










She started and led a group at church called kids alive for grades 5,6 and 7 which would be comparable to Junior High down here. And every time she would come up with a funny skit to perform. If you know my mom you are probably laughing just thinking about a skit you've seen her do.
But my mother embarrassed me. Like when I was 5 and we were walking in the mall and she would sing and hold our hands skipping down the mall. I still think that's embarrassing. But for the most part she was just funny and ALL my friends thought she was worlds coolest mom. And really, she was! I just didn't see it because I was too busy trying to be cool. I think I would have actually been cooler if I didn't care how she acted. Isn't it funny that most of the time bad memories have alot to do with our outlook on a situation and don't really reflect reality?
I guess this blog turned out to be more about my mom than it did me as a mom. But alot of how I will raise Jacob is rooted in the ways that I was brought up. I really did have the most amazing childhood, I owe alot of how I turned out to my mom. It's not easy being a mommy, I know!! I only pray that I can do just as wonderful a job as her and with God's help I know I will.




Comments
happy mothers day to both of you even though it's late and your both not my mother.... .... thank goodness. ;)
I know you're making an awesome mom.
Hello Preston and Tara .. it's been too long..
Blessings grace and peace to you and your family. :)