It's Mother's Day. A few years ago all it meant was going and finding the perfect gift for my mom. Two years ago all that changed.
Here is me on Mother's Day in 2009, I had found out the day before that I was expecting a baby boy. Corbin Wilson Tweedell. He has forever changed my life and what Mother's Day means to me.

Moms are a special breed of people. They can do the unthinkable. Moms stay up all night with babies and yet manage to get up at 7 am when the alarm clock goes off. They cook meals, wash the dishes, all while entertaining little ones. Moms are never off duty. They are 24/7 nurses, teachers, counselors, referees, and list of other things. I'm so lucky to know so many great moms. So here in this long blog I'm going to introduce you to just a few of the amazing moms I know. So let's start...





Now to change it up just a bit. This is my Aunt Jeanine. She is like a mother to me. She used to tease me that she gave me up for adoption so my parents could have another child. We are very much a like! When I have a bad day I know I can call her and some how she puts everything into perspective. I so wish we lived closer so I could spend more time with her. And so Corbin would know her better. She is one awesome Aunt. :)

Ok for this next person I have to thank Chris. I met Chrissy through Chris's best man Scott. Chrissy is the beautiful mother to three babies. She has Kyllie who is 4, Brentlee how is one 15 months old, and Bryson who is 9 weeks old. She like all moms struggle with juggling work, the house hold chores, and married life. What do I adore about her? She is real. She doesn't sugar coat anything to me. I learn so much from watching her. She loves her church and believes in God like no one else I know. She is a sweet, kind, loving girl and I am so lucky to know her!
And last but certainly not least...there was Amy. My best friend in the whole world. She was the BEST mom hands down. She is the kind of mom who didn't care if the kids ran through the house and made a mess as long as they were having a good time. I remember sitting on her couch and listening to the doors open and slam a million times while her three kids ran through the house, in the front door and out the back. She loved her kids like no other. I swear there wasn't anything she would't do for them. Amy was a smart, loving person; who honestly in my eyes could do no wrong. I looked up to her for everything. There wasn't anything she couldn't do. Amy died a few years back and days like today make me so sad. Sad because she isn't here for her kids to celebrate Mother's day with, sad because she didn't meet Corbin, sad because her mom doesn't have anyone to visit her and bring her flowers, cards, or a sweet gift because her only child is gone. Even though Corbin and I visited and left her a card with a flower I know it isn't the same. So tonight I sit here and struggle with the fact that I'm lucky to have Corbin yet I feel so sad that so many moms don't have their children to hold or hug tonight. I'm so lucky to have Corbin and even though he doesn't sleep, and we've reached the terrible twos a little bit early I'm lucky to be his mom! Happy Mother's Day

Here's Amy and her youngest boy Austin, of course Amy is driving the big boat...is there anything she couldn't do? I don't think so :)
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