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Matthew's MAKE-A-WISH TRIP!

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Sunday, May 11, 2008

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY....

I AM A MOMMY BECAUSE OF MY BOYS....

awwww...well, it is MOTHERS DAY...what a BEAUTIFUL DAY this day is for me...who would have EVER believe that i am a MOMMY TO 3 BEAUTIFUL BOYS!!! i am so proud to be called mommy....i can't wait to hear my 4 year old and my nb say that word to me. i am a mommy....what an HONOR and a BLESSING it is for me to be a mommy...i look at my boys and just MARVEL at their BEAUTY...to believe that GOD BLESSED me with these precious children...they are mine....amazing. i can hardly belive it...i look back on my childhood and think about my mom and all she was to me...how she believed in me and just LOVED ME despite everything in HER life and what she had been thru, she loved me....she was so proud of me and my brother....her 2 joys in her very troubling life....i always knew that i was loved and that she would try to EVERYTHING in her powers to be there for me....i want to be a mommy just like her. she loved her kids and NO ONE can ever take that away from her.....

my mom and her children, my brother and i....


my mom and her baby...with her first grandchild..the only one that she got to meet..


so many wonderful mommys i have been blessed to meet now that i am a mommy. being a mommy is so special and you belong in a wonderful category...you have things in common with other "mommies" out there....i have been so blessed to have so many friends...some mommies that i have known all my life, some that i have now known since alex was a baby, others that i have RECENTLY met thru homeschooling my boys...what a joy it has been to be blessed with them in my life....they, to me, are what mommies are...they love their children, they love their family, family is the priority....thank you GOD for giving me such blessing in my life...

i heard this poem back when i was little in CCD class....i loved it then, but i didn't understand it....NOW I DO...so to all the mommies out there, HAPPY MOTHERS DAY....you are so BLESSED TO BE A MOMMY!! GOD BLESS YOU ALL...

enjoy the poem...

When God Created Mothers

When the good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day
of overtime, when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of
fiddling around on this one." And the Lord said, "Have you read the
spec on this one? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic;
have 180 moveable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and
leftovers; have a lap that disappears when she stands up; a kiss that
can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair; and
six pair of hands." The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six
pairs of hands...no way." "It's not the hands that are causing me problems,"
said the Lord. “It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel. The Lord nodded. "One
pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids
doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here, in the back of her
head that sees what she shouldn't, but what she has to know, and of
course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up
and say, 'I understand and I love you,' without so much as uttering a word."
"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve gently, "Rest for now.
Tomorrow...." "I can't," said the Lord. "I'm so close to creating
something close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when
she is sick, can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger, and
can get a nine year old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of the mother very slowly. "She's too soft," she sighed.
“But tough!" said the Lord excitedly. "You cannot imagine what the
mother can do or endure." "Can she think?" "Not only think, but she
can reason and compromise," said the Creator.
Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.
There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told you, you were trying to put
too much into this model." "It's not a leak," said the Lord. "It's a tear."
"What's it for?" "It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain,
loneliness and pride."
"You're a genius," said the angel.
"The Lord looked somber, "I didn't put it there."

By Erma Bombeck

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