Tuesday, October 28, 2008

The mothers heart

A mother's heart is an interesting one. It has so many different angles to it and depth. It has a special place for each child that will never empty out of love no matter how old the child or how many. It remembers all the little things each child has done. All the little silly things that only she sees as the most precious thing. It categorizes all the little daily requests and helps her smile as she makes peanut butter and jellies(this one wants it cut into squares, this one doesn't like grape jelly) A mothers heart holds that hidden energy for when we don't know how were making it through the day. It also holds the patience for all the crazy days. It allows us to laugh when we want to scream. Cry all the way through a smile as you watch your baby grow up before your eyes. A mother's heart holds on to the hope that your child will come out of whatever stage of life it is there hitting. A mothers heart grows in labor as she gives all she has to bring this baby here to life. And it continues growing through every single moment. It is awakened from the first moment you know that child is growing inside you. The mothers heart is so special and big that it spreads through the whole house and everywhere you go. It is what allows us to hear the sweet music through the noise. It is that feeling of what makes a house a home. The heart makes us smile as we get to be part of another day of putting an end to fights, answering questions your not sure you know the answer to, washing clothes, cooking snacks and meals, being late because at the last minute someone falls in mud but it keeps us knowing in the end that these are the best days of your life. It has us make silly cookies batch after batch just to see the look on there face, it makes us remember being a child so we can really see the dragon your 4 year old is telling you about. It holds the healing power of our kisses and hugs that make all things better. A mother is the heart and her child is her treasure. We each walk to our own beat but always stay connected.

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