namaste mommas day

The gardenia is my very favorite flower.... I love its simplicity of beauty and its fragrance is absolutely divine. My farm boy bought this plant for me a while ago and it bloomed this week.

I was thinking about what to put as the title of this post and for some reason I kept repeating "namaste mommasday" in my head...who knows how some stuff gets into my head. I didn't even know what "namaste" meant -- I just know that's what people said in all my yoga classes. So I looked it up. "Namaste" means "I bow to you." How perfect for how I feel about mommas. I bow to mommas. Who doesn't think mommas are worthy of bowing to?? As I have mentioned before, I still can not believe I am a momma. I love being a momma as much as I always knew I would...maybe more..... After all those years of waiting to meet a daddy for my babes and then finally meeting him and having my wonderful babies, I am ever so grateful that I always knew that I was meant to be a momma. I love it with such a passion and certainty that it would not even occur to me to be ashamed of being a "stay at home mom". WHAT is there to be ashamed of? Absolutely, positively nothing. I have absolutely no desire to "do something more with my life". What could possibly be "more" worthy of being a mom? I am constantly baffled when I hear that "women of today are torn between work-life and home-life" or how wonderful it is that "in today's world women can have it all because they can work and be a mom". While yes, there are certainly moms who have to work in order to put food on the table -- and I do understand that and certainly don't discredit them for doing that. HOWEVER, I personally know quite a few moms who feel "torn" or "ashamed" or a "need" to work outside the house "to get away from just being a mom". "Just being a mom"???? WHAT kind of statement is THAT????!!!!

Anyway, I feel like I could go on forever about this subject, but I won't since there are countless emails going around right now that say the same thing in a different way about the profound importance of motherhood. As usual, Erma Bombeck sums up what I am trying to say in a very short and simple statement: Children make your life important.

Whether you have children of your own or not, if you have mentored, taught or loved a child, you are important. How children are treated and nurtured as children makes ALL the difference in what kind of adults they become.


Soren's card he made at school: "I love my mom because I just love her."
(the drawing is of our family -- note Anna Clara's curly hair -- and daddy is picking apples...he's always doing SOME form of gardening!!)

While I was hoping to be a mother of four on this Mother's Day, these two babes are lovin' life in my belly -- way more than I am lovin' carrying them around in my belly!! So, my doc has mercifully scheduled me to be induced this coming Friday, May 14th. The end is near! I have to say that just knowing a date and that they WILL be born within a week has made ALL the difference. Wouldn't that be/have been nice to know exactly when you will meet the love of your life or find the perfect job? It would make the waiting sooooo much easier -- even though it still takes patience to wait. With roughly 14 lbs of babes in my belly, on top of all the extra weight of pregnancy (50+ lbs and gaining...) it takes endurance as well. But I know it will go fast and the discomforts of a body working 'round the clock for three bodies rather than one will be but a memory very, very soon...and it just plain feels good just knowing that.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!