Happy Mothers Day

[Captain Kirk]

Mom’s, we love you, honor you, and thank you. May God continue to bless you.

This is for the Mothers

Who sat up all night with
Sick toddlers in their arms,

Wiping up barf laced

With Oscar Mayer wieners

And cherry Kool-Aid 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 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 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" twice 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 olds dye their 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 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.

"Home is what catches you when you fall -

and we all Fall."

[FONT='Calibri','sans-serif']Have a wonderful Mother's Day everyone!![/FONT]

Best Job In The World

I've been a mom (mother) for over 15 years now, and along with gaining spider veins, 25 pounds, and a few dozen worry wrinkles, I've also gained knowledge.

For instance, I learned a major lesson when my darling daughter, age 3, put her peanut butter sandwich in the VCR slot. It seemed she wanted to "watch" her lunch instead of "Little Mermaid". Trust me... VCR's do not eject Peanut Butter Sandwiches!

In the twelve years since that sticky incident, I've also learned the following gems of wisdom:

1. A new mom really can get by on 3 hours and seventeen minutes of sleep per night. You could use the bags under your eyes to pack for a cruise, but at least the sweet smell of poopy diapers can act as smelling salts to revive you.

2. If it's 2 am and your toddler whines, "Mommy, my tummy hurts!", you have three seconds to react before his stomach contents wind up on your pillow case.

3. A two year old can stuff half a purple crayon up his nose in the time it takes to tie your 4-year-old's shoe.

4. Your proudly potty-trained 3-yr-old will always have to "go" after she's bundled into long underwear, pants, and a snow suit.

5. A mom can have a 102 degree fever, hacking cough, and horrible rash, but she still has to make supper, make a cover for a 6th grade Science book, and take a sliver out of an 8-year-old's finger.

6. If head lice is invading your son's class, he'll pick that day to borrow Josh's comb (even though he usually never combs his hair).

7. A teenager may call your jokes lame... But she usually repeats them to her friends.

8. Nothing feels better after a hard day at the office, dentist, or tax accountant, than a big hug and sticky "tootsie roll" kiss from your favorite kid.

9. The best presents are not made of gold or silver, but consist of uncooked macaroni noodles glued to a jar and sprayed with paint.

10. Being a Mom is the best job in the world, and it's truly worth the spider veins, extra pounds and extra wrinkles.

Happy Mothers Day!

By Darlene Buechel

 

[Osotogary]

Captain,
That was a good post on this special day. There are all kinds of mothers...in sometimes different forms. LOL.
Gosh knows that even I have been called a "Mother". In that context...I think I will pour myself a brew.
Take care of yourself, your loved ones and your flock. I enjoy your posts.
Adios, for now. All the best.
Gary

[Rocky C]

Morning Brothers and Sisters, Family and Friends.

Happy Mothers Day to all the Moms out there.

Tomorrow, May 9th, it will be 17 years that my Mom went to Heaven so today and tomorrow it will be some quiet reflection.

I love you Mom and I miss you.
Happy Mothers Day.
xoxoxoxoxox.

[doc h fmf]

Thank You Doug That Brought Back Alot Of Good Memories.

My Mom Went To Heaven Last Year Oct 28

Semper Fi Doug Godbless You And Your Family Have A Nice Day.


Stephen Doc Hansen Hm3 Dfmf

[foreverproud]

Thank you for the Mother's Day Wishes.

A lovely poem and well worth the read... I hope all our moms had a wonderful day!

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