The Only Gift I Need

girls eating ice cream

My girls eating ice cream and showing their personalities.

Every year my daughters ask me what I want for Mother’s Day and every year I struggle to come up with something. Sometimes I’ll say maybe a new wind chime or a hanging plant for outside (which will subsequently perish because it was too hot or too cold or I forgot to water it or I over watered it). The reason I struggle with ideas is because I already have the only gift I need. That gift is my daughters and the blessing that I’m their mom.

I’ve said this many times, but I always knew I wanted to be a mom. I liked being a mom to my dolls, stuffed animals, and pets growing up and I thought being a mother to my own children would come naturally. Which it did. I’m still a mom to my three cats and one dog too, of course. Yes, I’ve had my share of challenges just like all moms, but I wouldn’t trade being a mom to my girls for anything in the world. My girls always have and always will come first in my life.

During the days I have my girls, I enjoy every moment with them. When I don’t have them because they’re with their father, I miss them immensely. I use my time without them to work on transcription and college assignments, so I can just focus on my girls when I have them again. I look forward to when I get to pick them up again, as I will be doing later this morning.

I’m sure all mothers think this, but my daughters are exceptional human beings. They’re both smart, clever, creative, and funny in their own way (as you can tell by the picture above) and I love watching them develop. It is bewildering to me that they’ll be turning 16 and 12 this summer as it seems like I gave birth to them just yesterday!

My oldest turning 16 sounds like such a monumental thing because she’ll be able to start driving and thus developing more independence. Fortunately for me, she’s not overly excited about driving (neither was I at her age), so I’m not too worried about that aspect quite yet. I’m daily amazed by what a mature and respectful young woman she is and how far removed she is from today’s “typical teenager.”

My youngest turning 12 and being on the cusp of being a teenager is also monumental. I’ve heard many people say, “Oh, wait until they’re teenagers.” But they don’t know my girls. My youngest is still the sweetest ray of sunshine, with a little clever wit and spiciness tossed in, and I don’t foresee any slamming doors or teenage tantrums. It’s actually impossible to slam bedroom doors in my house thanks to really thick, shag carpeting. 😉

I don’t consider myself an expert mom or a perfect mom, but I do the best I can. I love my girls and I make sure they know I love them. I spend time with them, I listen to them, and they always know that I support them and believe in them.

My advice for any mom would be to enjoy every single moment, even the tough ones. Because someday you’ll blink and your babies will be young adults and you’ll wonder where the time went and if you cherished it enough. I wonder this myself, but I know that I can’t reverse or stop time and that I just have to soak it all in and love my girls and the gift of motherhood with all my heart.

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A beautiful Mother’s Day

My daughters and our pup Jazzmin

My daughters and our pup Jazzmin

It was an absolutely beautiful day today! The sun was shining, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, it was in the mid 70’s and there weren’t tornadic winds messing things about. Truly one of the nicest Mother’s Day that I can remember!

I started my day sleeping in a bit and then hanging with my daughters inside and outside just enjoying the lovely day. Mama Nature sent three male rose-breasted grosbeaks to my feeders this morning which was quite surprising! I’ve only ever seen one before but today three came off and on and they all hung together eating without any sort of squabbling. I imagine their mates were home seating on eggs and I do hope the males were kind enough to pack a doggy bag of seeds for the special ladies in their lives.

My three male rose-breasted grosbeaks

My three male rose-breasted grosbeaks

My daughters made me wonderful gifts for Mother’s Day! Jordan drew me a picture of sparrows and gave me a box of chocolates and Jaycie had made me a bouquet of paper flowers and an adorable card. I always love their tokens of affection but truly my daughters themselves are the greatest gifts I’ve ever received and just having them in my life makes me complete.

After breakfast, I donned the fringed seed bead earrings I completed yesterday and started on a smaller version as a gift for my mother. I had the window open as I worked and the birds serenaded me with their happy songs and chirps as they frolicked in the bird oasis garden nearby. I had my mom’s earring finished by the time the girls and I headed to her house this afternoon.

Fringe earrings I made for myself

Fringe earrings I made for myself

Fringe earrings I made for my mom

Fringe earrings I made for my mom

I indulged in one of my favorite past times, a bath, at my mom’s and we went out and brought back chicken for dinner so none of us had to cook. It was nice just being together and relaxing and I was blissfully happy all day long. My mom, myself and my daughters all posed for a picture out on her sun porch and out of at least 10 pictures, we got a few good ones. We even did a picture with my oldest brother in it so we have visual evidence that we were all together on this special day.

Three generations!

Three generations!

Posing with Uncle Tim

Posing with Uncle Tim

Once the girls and I returned home, I asked them to pose by one of my lilac bushes in the back yard. The lilacs are just starting to bloom and smell fragrantly sweet and I felt my biggest bush would be the perfect background. I also thought it would be good to get Jazzmin in the picture since I’m her mama too. The best picture is at the top of this post and the one at the end of this post shows how hard it is to get a dog to look at the camera when you’re not holding a treat of some kind. Overall it was a blessed day and I loved every moment!

Jazzmin was much more interested in the field than the camera...

Jazzmin was much more interested in the field than the camera…

Mother’s Day 2013

Being a mother is my favorite and most rewarding job. It’s also the hardest. I always knew I wanted to be a mother. I felt I’d be good at it and I was right. Being pregnant had its ups and downs but as soon as my babies were born I took right to a life of mommy-hood. When my girls cried, I knew what they wanted. When they’re sick, I know how to take care of them. They are my girlies, my gang, my posse and I love them with all my heart.

Before I was a mother, I was a daughter. I was very lucky that my mother was able to stay home with me for the first several years of my life. I remember styling her hair with clips and bows and how much she loved putting my hair in a ponytail or pigtails to “show my pretty eyes.” I’ve learned a lot from my mom and I know she’s a very strong person.

My plans for the day are to hang with my daughters, do some writing and go to my mother’s house for dinner. There was no breakfast in bed or bouquet of flowers aside from the lilacs I picked for myself last night. I’m not a mother for any sort of tangible perks. I’m a mother because I love it and my rewards are the blessings of two beautiful, intelligent, clever and loving daughters.