I love this print by j. kirk richards.
I decided a couple of years ago, that Mother's day would be a day that I would celebrate no matter who else chooses to honor me on that day!
I remember being young, making a card, or purchasing a cheaply made gift for my beautiful mother. My attempts to show my appreciation always seemed inadequate.....and they were. The sad thing is, my mother always hated Mother's Day. I don't know all of the reasons, but I think it had something to do with feeling like her children and husband were forced to thank her and finally acknowledge all she does for our family. I am sure it felt so contrived and somewhat insincere to her.
I remember a period of time where every year, when asked what she would like for Mother's Day (which we shouldn't need to ask anyway), her answer was always "I'd love just one day with none of my children fighting". Then she would walk away with a deep sigh.
Motherhood is a tough job. There is no denying that, but what breaks my heart is when we start to feel so under appreciated, and/or inadequate, that we would rather altogether avoid any mention or celebration of our role as mother.
The first couple years Tyler and I were married I would awake on Mother's Day morning with a buzz of womanly excitement. I knew I wasn't technically a mother yet, but I was a wife, which put me on the right path.
I would secretly hope for breakfast in bed. A heartfelt note......even just a "Happy Mother's Day" would do.......but nothing. I finally confronted my disappointment and asked my sweet husband, who is always so thoughtful, why he hadn't even wished me a happy Mother's Day. "Well, you're not my mother.....you're not even a mother at all!" GASP! Did my ears really hears such an unromantic response? Wow! I was shocked! Could it be that we don't fully grasp the depth of meaning behind Mother's Day? I could already feel a small part of the frustration my poor mother must have felt for all those years! It was then and there that I decided Mother's day would be a day of self celebration! I would treat MYSELF like a queen that day! I would take pause and honor the gift God has given me to create life, beauty, and well-being. I would look myself in the eyes and tell myself how valued and appreciated I am! And I would spend some time alone, on my knees, seeking the validation that only the Lord can give.
I know that over the years, my family will celebrate Mother's Day. There will be breakfast in bed. I will come home from church with a pretty pink geranium, and read hand made cards from my babies, and my hope is my children will give me at least one day with no one fighting! What I'm really hoping for the most though, is that I will always honor my role as mother and give myself the gift of recognizing how truly blessed I am.
I feel so fortunate to have been asked to share some thoughts on motherhood over at Empowering LDS Women, please go check it out!
Happy Mother's Day!