So thankful today.
My Hope girl made Mother’s Day gifts for me at school – including a lollipop flower that she only licked once. She dramatically declared her undying love for me all weekend: “Mommy, I love you so much. I couldn’t stop loving you even if I tried!!!”
Um, thanks Hope.
She drew me this:
This child brings me heart-bursting JOY. Incredible girl, she is.
On my very first Mother’s Day as a mother, I was in rough shape.
Husband deployed to Iraq. Colicky 7-week old baby who cried and cried and never seemed to sleep. But on Mother’s Day she slept for 6 hours straight, and when she awakened, I picked her up and twirled her around.
“You gave me a Mother’s Day present!!! Wow! Thank you, Rhema. Thank you for letting me sleep!”
I believed that somehow she just knew, even as an infant, that it was Mother’s Day. And she wanted to show me some love, give me what I needed.
(And it definitely was a rare gift. Seven years later and she still doesn’t sleep through the night.)
This day she blessed me, yet again, with the sweetest gift.
About 4 in the morning, she was up. So I took her to the bathroom and brought her back to her bed.
As I rose to leave, her arms reached out and caught me around the neck, and she drew me near.
I thought it was a trick. Sometimes she’ll do this. She’ll draw you close and then bite off your hair. Seriously, it doesn’t feel good.
So I was leery.
But she just held me there for a minute, forehead to forehead, nose to nose.
I treasured each second and prayed she knew how much I love her.
I felt her little mouth against my cheek. No pucker. Just the lightest touch.
I sat back.
“Rhema, did you just give your Mommy a kiss??????”
She made a clicking sound repeatedly.
“You did, didn’t you?!”
Incredible! She is.
I believe that somehow she just knows, even now, that it’s Mother’s Day. And she wanted to show me some love, give me what I needed.
I am one blessed mama.