Happy Late Mother’s Day!!

Hi and Happy Monday!  Hope all of you moms had a great Mother’s Day.  Happy late Mother’s Day to all of the moms in my life.  I am blessed to know so many great women who are amazing mothers.  To my mother and mother-in-law, hope you both had a great and very special day.  To my sister, sisters-in-law, cousins, aunts, and friends, hope your day was great as well.

This is one of my favorite pictures of the three of us from many years ago.  Ian and I were being silly with our mouths wide open.  We were having fun at the beach.  Looking forward to seeing this location again this summer!

I had a great Mother’s Day weekend.  I enjoyed lunch out on Saturday and brunch on Sunday after church. Kirk and Ian took me out on Saturday for yummy fish tacos. We had a fun visit and enjoyed taking our time.  Sunday after church, we ate with my parents, aunt, and cousins.  Fun time with some great moms!!  We took pictures at both meals and enjoyed being together.

I  was going to write yesterday but ended up having a very lazy afternoon and it was fabulous.  How often do we moms get to spend a few hours doing exactly what we want to?  Not very many, that’s for sure.

Ian was busy and Kirk was too, so I had time to read, watch a few movies, do my word finds, and relax.  Today we are back to school, work, Cub Scout meetings, and all of our usual stuff.  So, my lazy yesterday was extra special.

I had planned to include the Mom’s version of 1 Corinthians 13 in my blog yesterday, but then didn’t write it. So I am including it today.  It is in my Mom’s Devotional Bible that I received while in MOPS. I hope that it means as much to you as it did to me.

  • Though I lecture and harp at my children and have not love, I will be background noise to rebellious thoughts.
  • And though I wisely warn them not to use the street as a playground, or they’ll be killed; and though I patiently explain why snails live in mobile homes, and I give endless answers to life’s other mysteries; and though I have faith that can remove mountains of ignorance — yet never hug my children — I have taught nothing.
  • And though I slave over a steaming stove with balanced diets and complicated recipes and even burn my fingers — yet never smile as I serve — I have not really fed them.
  • A truly loving mother suffers through unfinished sentences, clutter, nicks on furniture, sleepless nights and adolescent insults; and is kind enough to think her kids are the greatest. A loving mother tries not to resent her children for being free like she used to be, and she doesn’t brag about how she never talked to her mom that way.
  • Real love considers a childish nightmare more urgent than her need for sleep; is not shattered by the title “Meanest Mom”; doesn’t shame a toddler who breaks training or a teen who still spills milk; steadfastly refuses to entertain visions of escape; and does not smirk as her child trips over the toy he refused to put away (but with silent wisdom rejoices in the effective lessons of experience).
  • Mother-love has arms strong from lifting, a heart large with believing, a mind stretched with hoping, shoulders soft with enduring, and knees bent with committing.
  • True mother-love never fails to point her child to the Author of Love.

To my mother, thanks for all that you have done for me throughout my life.  You have taught me so much and I am truly thankful. I love you.

To our son, I am happy and honored to be your mother.  You have enriched my life in so many ways. I am loving seeing you grow up and become a young man.  I will love you always and forever.