Happy Mothers Day

You laid in the hospital bed 3 months early, I was about to born premature.  My condition was so dire.  You weren't married too long to dad and was already raising one son.  Here I come into this world broken and you carried me.


You visited the school whenever you got wind someone was being cruel to me.  The problem was by the time you reached the school your righteous anger was such you would forget who you were up there to yell yet.  The librarian never saw it coming.


You told me over and over again, Erin liked me.  I didn't believe you.  Kevin I talked to her for hours.  Still didn't why would anyone like me?  So many hours in your lap crying as to why I couldn't find a girlfriend.  Hours later finding you on your knees praying for me.  14 years, 5 kids later here we are.

It was just the other day when I heard the sound coming from the kitchen.  The vase knocked over you gave Erin.  At first there was the shock, my vase my vase.  I didn't know Dad got it for you and discovered labeled on one of the broken pieces it was 123 years old.  Connor was sobbing so sad he had broken it,  but there you were turning around to him saying.  It is just a thing you are so much more, then a kiss.  I am so thankful you are here.





I stood next to you outside of church, after hearing you needed math tutoring from your brother.  You stammered and blushed and we agreed I would tutor you after church.  Tutoring didn't go far :-)

I remember our first date, sitting go go eyed in the Alexandria Wal-Mart not eating.  We got up to leave and there was toilet paper stuck to your shoe.  I intercepted it.  Then tripped, knocking you out the door.

You were so beautiful that day.  I don't remember being very nervous just amazed that we were about to be married.  What adventures we would have and how blessed I was to have you.  You on the other hand looked like you were about to pass out.  I kept muttering I love you under my breath, even as your dad was stone faced.  There was still a chance he might pound me until he gave you away after all.

You spoke in another language the day we got our first placement, second and third.  It was a different path then most take.  No baby showers, planned meals, 9 months to prepare.  People confused as to why we couldn't have "real children."  You took it all in stride, and I took it all in, while looking fried.  Without you, there would be no family, keeping it all together.  Even now as I type this one child in our bed, four upstairs and your mom in the hospital.  You are glue my dearest love.


I can't say I pray for you every day, life is filled with adventures and I can be forgetful.  He made a card for you today.  I do my best to let him know you love him and he is growing up to be an outstanding boy.  He is the first to wake up in the morning for school and the first to go to bed when asked.  He does struggle with a bit of forgetfulness and loves to hug me.  He is excellent at taking out the trash and enjoys basketball.  I am doing the best I can to raise him. He loves you.   I love him dearly, and yes I love you.  Please find the help you need Julie, I can't make you.  He is worth it.


Cherish your moms, love them for as long as you are able on this earth.  They are the guardians of innocence, the tailor, the cook, the confidant, cheerleader, chauffeur  truly the "better half."  Happy Mothers Day!