Thursday, May 8, 2008

Mother's Day


This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, 'Its okay honey, Mommy's here.' Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.

This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purses. For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors. And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars. And that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they would say, 'Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world,' and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat. For all the mothers who read 'Goodnight, Moon 'twice a night for a year. And then read it again, 'Just one more time.'

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls 'Mom?' in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home or even away at college or have their own families.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. 'Right away!'

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them. For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green. For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting. For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook a dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache she feels when she watches her son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time? The jolt that takes her from sleep to dread, from bed to crib, at 2 A.M. to put her hand on the back of a sleeping baby? The panic, years later, that comes again at 2A.M. when she just wants to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in her home? Or the need to flee from wherever she is and hug her child when she hears news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation... And for mature mothers learning to let go. For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers; single mothers and married mothers; mothers with money, mothers without.

This is for you all. For all of us...Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can. Tell our children every day that we love them. And pray and never stop being a mother...

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Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Twin to twin transfusion syndrome

I'd like to share a link with you about a couple that are related to one of our preschool teachers. You may or may not have heard of twin-to-twin tranfusion syndrome. A lot of couples have not and end up expereincing tragedy and heart break. I would like to help get the word out and so please log on to the link below and read and listen to this couple's story and while you are at it, say a prayer for them, I know they would appreciate it. God Bless

You've both been so great about checking on how Kim and her babies are doing. The Houston Chronicle has followed their story because they feel it is so important to get the news out about this disease and how easy it can be to check for it before babies are lost. I'm including the link to the article. I know you're in contact with young parents all the time and thought this might be something you'd like to be aware of.
Thank you so much for all the love and prayers over the last couple of months, first with my dad and now Kim. God is doing a real miracle with the babies, we're just praying they continue growing and getting stronger each day and that she will be able to carry them to at least 33 weeks(mid July), originally the due date was August 28th, but the doctors say they usually have to deliver them by the 33rd week because they may stop growing. Also, please pray that the babies will be free from any complications. There can be some mental problems or cerebral palsey from this situation, but that's just a possibility, not at all a sure thing.
Thank you again,