"Oh good, Jacob's finally sleeping. I guess I should attack the laundry now. I'm so tired I wish I could just go to bed."
Song in head " how do you tell them that you love them"
" I guess that's why we do this (laundry) because we love them. Funny all growing up I thought my mom was obsessed with keeping the house clean and always doing laundry. There were always more cloths to fold. I thought she enjoyed this. Really its because she loved us and wanted us to have clean cloths to wear. hmmm... She spent lots of time cleaning and doing other things for us. In fact thats what she was always doing, cleaning, cooking, finances, driving us places. I wonder why I never realized why she did it. I wonder how many times she was tired at night but stayed up to fold cloths. I can picture her in the laundry room at the end of a family vaction, putting all our dirty cloths in the wash." (pause with the mental image and trying to feel what she felt, mainly tired)
"She did more stuff too. I wonder how much time she spent making family home evening packets, and planning Joy School lessons. So much time and we didn't ever appreciate it. I remember coloring pictures for the lessons and going to do the laminating...but I didn't understand why we were doing it, I thought she did it 'cause it was fun, never imagined it was because she loved us." (pause with the overwhelming love for my mom)
"what if Jacob turns out like Teancum, sure he loves his mom, but whenever Dad is around he doesn't want anything to do with mom...its only dad that can put his shoes on, take him out of the car, put him to bed..etc. Jacob is MY baby what if he ends up only wanting dad too." :(
Here I have to explain that since Teancum always wants Ryan to do everything we have sorta adopted an attitude of Teancum is Ryan's and Jacob is mine, I remember my parents doing this with Michael and Joey when they were little and I wonder how many parents do it. Of course this His and Hers routine does not mean that I love Teancum any less or more than Jacob and I naturally try to spend time and do things with Teancum that show him that I love him...alright back to my head....
"It would break my heart if both my boys wanted only dad and didn't want mom to come near when he's home. Oh, I do hope my mom never felt like that. I hope I didn't break her heart when I felt like I was closer to my dad and he could get me to talk when I felt I couldn't talk to my mom. Funny how they loved me the same and I never realized it." (pause while a series of mental images goes through my head...talking with my dad on the way home from summer volleyball and then a basketball game where I wanted to impress my dad and knew I was playing horrible, talking after the game with dad and knowing it was o.k. My mom doing laundry and bills, the family trips she planned and packed, cleaning homes together to earn money, talking on the way home from work, talking when she came to help when Jacob was born, the exitement of having mom and Holly (only sister) spending the night, mom with all the grandkids and trying to get a picture of Teancum and Ashlee kissing her cheeks, mom's face when Gabe and Becca were married, her laughing while we play games.
"I wish my mom were her now, to share all the fun times again"
And that is as far as we'll go with my thoughts 'cause that's when I started to cry. Emotional me. Anyways I thought for her birthday I would share some of my favorite pictures of my Mom...I know most of you will think she's a sister because she looks so young and beautiful, let's just say I hope I look that good when I get to be her age....Here they are
I love my mom's smile
Trying to get Teancum and Ashlee to kiss Grandma at the same time
This was fun, and I love that my mom laughed through it all
Is there anything better that seeing her with your firstborn?
there are a few other pictures I love of my mom, ones that I don't have here to post. they include her wedding pictures and her missionary picture...especially that last one. I must say, I love my mom. She is one of my models of motherhood. I hope my brothers still at home realize how much our mom loves and cares for them, how much she sacrifices and works to give them all they need and lots of fun family vacations too. Aren't mom's great!
Happy Birthday Mom!
3 comments:
What a sweet, sweet post. And you;re right, your mom looks way too young and way too gorgeous to be a grandma.
Beautiful pictures!!!
Love the pictures! They are so cute! Where did you take them?
What an amazing post! I spent so much time at your house growing up, I remember all those times. What an incredible person your mom is. If I can be half as amazing as she is as I have kids, I will consider myself wildly successful. I think you're well on your way to achieving that.
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