Ramblings of a MOM

It is mother's day... a day 5 years ago I was not sure I'd ever celebrate.  And today I enjoyed a day with my little boy.  He was LOUDLY excited to wish me a happy day and help me open the gift he had already told me about.  He was quick to hug.  He was the greatest gift I could ever hope for.  It is this day every year that I take a moment to be thankful for all I have in this little boy and to be thankful for the brave and loving thing his birth mom did.  I would not have this day or any other if not for her strength.  And for that I am most appreciative. 

There is no book on being a parent.  There is no guide or map to follow.  Parents reach the destination in their own way, making their own mistakes and laughing at the odd circumstances that bring them to each stage. 

My son makes me realize how brave and courageous I am.  He makes me think.  He inspires me to be educated and honest.  His curious nature make me want to see more and do more.  His humor makes me laugh and when I don't he reminds me that I need to.  My son helps me learn that it is not the clean house, great clothes, new car that matter.  It is him.  Being a mom for my son has made me be a fighter and a consoler.  I am the best hugger and the most patient listener.  And yet there are days when I lay down at the end of the day and wonder if I have done the right thing, said the best thing, hugged the most. 

Mom is a constant job.  A relentless whirlwind of life.  It is a gift of fantastic responsibility. 

I celebrate that I am a mom by sending a quiet prayer to a woman who gave me the gift of family.  She is truly an inspiration to me.  This little boy changed my life.  And as I lay here holding him tonight I know I am blessed with a lifetime of him.