To all the women out there who have given a part of their lives to birthing and raising more people, Happy Mother’s Day! I specify both because it’s more than just one or the other. It’s both. And sometimes, it’s just raising children. I’m lucky in that I have an aunt, my mom’s older sister, who has been like a second mother to me. I always call her on Mother’s Day like my own Momma. Though, it’s strange, she always acts surprised! She raised my uncle’s children from his first marriage, and my cousin’s boys call her memmaw. She’s beautiful and I’m as grateful to have her as I am my own Momma. And because I think adoption (another form of raising those not your own) is a beautiful thing. If my aunt and uncle (different aunt and uncle) hadn’t adopted, I wouldn’t have my cousin V and her brother J.
Anyway, motherhood is a beautiful thing and I’m slightly envious at this time (as you might have seen in previous posts). I’m looking forward to being a mother, to bringing into this world my husband’s children. I think we will have beautiful children, though I’m sure no one ever think “our children will be ugly!” I’m also looking forward to all the crap that I’m told comes with it…though I’m sure I’ll be less enthusiastic about that once there are dirty diapers to change and waking up in the middle of the night. Though I’ve said it before, with my insomnia, it’ll be better to be able to blame it on waking up for the baby than I just can’t sleep. And from what everyone always says – your children pay you back for what you did to your parents – I’m in real trouble. As a child, I didn’t sleep through the night until I was 6 years old. I learned after a few years to play quietly in my room until I could go back to sleep, but my mom would always check on me (my bedroom door wasn’t allowed to be closed unless I was changing clothes until I was 15 and my parents let me get a ferret). Of course, my mother-in-law and father-in-law have both told me (they are no longer married, so at different times without knowing the other had already told me) that the hubs slept through the night almost from day one. So, maybe we’ll level out somewhere in the middle. Or somewhere closer to his end of the middle!
Anyway, Happy Mother’s Day out there. I’m going looking for names again, and then write before the hubs gets home. Tomorrow and Tuesday are his days off and I’m not allowed to work while he’s at home and he sees research as work, even when I get sidetracked because I find some fascinating little fact. Which is fine. He’s enough work when he’s at home. ^__^ Like practicing for our children!