So, yesterday was Mother's Day.
And, boy what a mother it was. :/
It seemed like it was doomed from the start. Due to the illness afflicted upon me a week ago, I found it incredibly difficult to sit upright in the bed yesterday mornin' and try to plant my feet on the floor..but, I was determined not to let the devil hold me back from bringin' my children into the spirituality I've been trainin' them to grow under since they're born.
After rousin' everyone, we were able to trudge through the motions of gettin' ready and makin' our way through a near accident along the way, but be greeted so ecstatically on the way into sanctuary.
My heart's light from the moment I awoke, in that I was thankin' God for another day and such a special day all the more to delight in my children.
The ambiance enterin' church was soothin', the fellowship enlightenin' and the music harmoniously sweet.
However, li'l man, who thought he'd try to venture out for our special day (he'd come down with a viral ick just before my birthday last week) began dealin' with lightheaded spells and havin' shortness of breath. He made it through the service, though I knew he was pushin', and also tried his best to push through supper aftwerward. Now, this wasn't the place my doodle had thought to bring me, but each place we drove to was so busy with lines out the doors. I tried to share with them a spot I found a while back, but even though the food was good, he couldn't enjoy it and there was one mishap after another throughout our time at the table.
Big Sis seemed so drained after service and the eatin' experience that she got gruff after the rest of her plans weren't pannin' out right, but I thought the best thing was for us to just simply sit outside and enjoy some sun and fresh air with each other...but, she's playin' vampire and Draco couldn't get the dog to run or fetch, so we decided it's best to bring li'l man back inside after a coughin' fit turned his nails purple and his face choked up sendin' him nearly to the floor. I tried to get him rested while I changed clothes in order to get him to the hospital.
He was adamant that he's not goin' 'cause he didn't wanna ruin my day, but I said the reason there's a today is 'cause I am his mother and my duties to him as my son are all the time.
It's not ruinin' my day to care for him as God allows me to do.
He's my reason for livin' to be the mother he needs. He is more special to me than a holiday to celebrate how special I am. I'm glad and thankful to be his mother.
I wouldn't be his mother, especially on a day like Mother's Day, if I didn't care for him...that it's innately a part of who I am. He said to me that I am especially special for lovin' and carin' for him, no matter what.
So, I've spent the whole of this new week thus far doin' what I do...bein' Momma...all the time, for they're my reason.
And, I love it..bein' their Momma. And, I'm thankful for bein' blessed to be their Momma.
I was told durin' the prime of my teen years that I most likely would never have children, and God decided to gift me with 3 precious miracles.
I'll devote my life to this privilege. It wouldn't be a holiday to celebrate for me if it weren't for bein' graced by them. They're my reason for breathin', for livin' to be my best everyday...to love them.
For all y'all Mother's out there, I know it's comin' a bit late, but I do hope y'all had and continue to have a blessed Mother's Day, everyday.
Meanwhile, this song reminds me of back home and how my kiddos and I miss it, but thinkin' of them feelin' this way 'bout ours, also. There ain't nothin' like bein' back home at Momma's.
P.S. - Y'all, please pray for my li'l man, who's sufferin' from pneumonia currently. I appreciate it, thank you.
P.S.S. - Thank you to my readers in Luxembourg, Brazil and Portugal!
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