“Always wash your face before bed.”

Please join me in welcoming back LadyBug as she joins me in sharing her thoughts on motherhood.

Mother’s Day by LadyBug

A few weeks ago, Selena asked if I would write something about Mother’s Day. I’ve been wracking my brain trying to figure out what I would write.  Okay—that’s probably not entirely true.  I woke up at 2:00 a.m. one morning (I have not uncommon bouts of insomnia), and my mind was racing. Close to the top of the queue was this post on Mother’s Day.  I started thinking about my mom and then, later, being a mom.

My mom is a beautiful, kind woman.  She taught me many wonderful things, but three of them stand out:

Show people you love them.

Telling them is lovely and fantastic, but show them.

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Telling them is lovely and fantastic, but show them. Show them with food especially.

When you take time to make something special for a loved one, you are giving that person your time, your energy, your thoughts, and, most importantly, your love.

My mom knows that I don’t like pickles in my potato salad so she always makes two kinds – one for me (and now my babybug) and one for everyone else. That’s love. My mom also knows that muscadines (a wild, southern grape) are my favorite treat of all time. They are ripe for a very short period of time in late summer, and their harvest just happens to coincide with my birthday. Every year, my mom and dad drive over an hour to an orchard and pick gallons of muscadines and ship them to me for my birthday.   That’s love.  My mom doesn’t understand it, but she knows that I love Moon Pies (also found primarily in the south but definitely not in nature).  Just a few days ago, a huge box arrived in the mail.  It contained dozens of Moon Pies.  That’s love.

We are here to serve others.

Whatever your beliefs are about a higher authority or the purpose of life, most people would agree that helping others is our calling as human beings. We have been granted a life that shouldn’t be wasted. My mom taught me from the beginning to give and to serve. If someone needs food or clothes or anything else, make that happen. Maybe you can fill that need or maybe you need to find someone who can help. There is a joy in giving and helping that can’t be matched. Honor the person who gave you life or built one for you by serving others to make theirs better.

Always wash your face before bed.

Let’s be honest–I’m not going into my later years without putting up a fight. I’m all for aging gracefully, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not going to do everything in my power to look great doing it. My mom has the most beautiful, flawless skin. She’s 67, but her skin is that of a woman in her 40’s. Genetics has a huge hand in that, but that woman takes care of what she’s been given. So…. Wash your face (and wear sunscreen).

It’s okay to take care of yourself. It’s okay to want to look great. Just make sure you look great while showing people you love them and serving others.

motherdayNow onto my most favorite topic in the universe—my kids, the Babybugs.

I had a very difficult time getting pregnant with each of my babies. They are truly my most wonderful blessings.  I always wanted to be a mom. After years of trying, we finally got pregnant with Boy Babybug in late 2002, about a month after my father-in-law died. I was ecstatic, and Manbug was terrified. Very early on, we learned that there were some problems with the pregnancy. We had been pregnant with twins but lost one of them. We were then told that our remaining baby would be born with severe problems. This was a very, very dark time for us. We saw specialists, had every test known to man, and were faced with some really difficult decisions.

On Mother’s Day in 2003, I was laying on the couch with Manbug watching TV. I was happy because I counted this as my first Mother’s Day, but it was still shadowed by uncertainty. At 3:40 pm that afternoon, I felt butterfly wings in my tummy. My baby was moving, and I felt it for the first time. I’ll never forget it as long as I live. About two weeks after that, we were given the incredibly welcome news that the issues Boy Babybug had in utero had resolved themselves, and there was no reason to believe he wouldn’t be born healthy. More than nine years later, we have a brilliant, loving, kind son who made me a mom.

If Boy Babybug made me a mom, then Girl Babybug honed my skills. She came along about five years ago and completed our family. After a rather dramatic entrance into the world, she set about her divinely-appointed job of making me pay for all of my past sins (and then some). We like to call her the Honey Badger because that’s the best description of her personality. She is a fierce, funny, wild mini-woman. She lights up my life and makes me pray for serenity all at the same time. She already is the woman I want to be when I grow up.

I could tell you stories for days about the wonder that is my offspring, but I’ll leave you with just one that truly illustrates the yin and yang that are Boy Babybug and Girl Babybug.

We’ve had an ongoing problem of losing the remote control to the TV in their playroom. There have been many discussions about the importance of putting it back in its proper place. A few months ago, they lost it AGAIN. I was frustrated and at the end of my rope.  The Babybugs were receiving a lecture on this topic AGAIN. My sweet, kind, sensitive Boy Babybug was immediately contrite and promised to never misplace it again.  I told them that this time they would be deciding their punishment (subject, of course, to parental oversight and approval). I asked what they thought it should be. Boy Babybug was distraught at the thought of having to suggest a punishment and wept accordingly. Girl Babybug was a totally different story. She had endured my lecture with clearly evident boredom.

When the time came for her to suggest a punishment, without missing a beat, she replied, “Well, you talking to us has been pretty bad.”

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LadyBug, thank you for sharing your family with us in this heartwarming tribute to your mom (a woman who has paved the way for you and Girl Babybug on what is truly important in a woman’s life), your children and your personal journey into motherhood.

Your post made me smile, laugh out loud (because Honey Badger does that to me whenever I hear about her adventures) and tears of joy.

Like LadyBug and I’m sure all of you, this weekend as we celebrate Mother’s Day, we remember the beauty, kindness and selflessness of the women in our lives.

I totally relate to Ladybug’s mom’s advice about showing someone how much you mean to them, as I am a firm believer in actions are more powerful than words.

In the short time that my mom held my hand, her teachings have stayed with me and I’ve hung on to them, even when it was tough to smile in the face of some of life’s challenges.

Like LadyBug’s mom, my mom believed in showing how much she cared about her family through food. My mom taught me that it doesn’t matter what you cook, even if you make a simple peanut butter and jelly sandwich, as long as you make it the best PB&J you can make and make it with love.

She also told me not to close my eyes when kissing a boy, whenever that would happen (I remember her saying that realistically she hoped it would be when I was 18 or so, as opposed to my dad hoping it would happen when I was thirty). Well, I took this piece of advice literally, as in: Don’t. Close. Your. Eyes. My first kiss (16 years old) was awkward because I heeded this advice. When I told her about it, she did what every mom would have done in this situation….stifle a laugh and then explain exactly what she meant. Don’t shut everything out, and be aware…well, I’m sure you all know what she really meant. I was sheltered and naive…that’s my excuse story.

Main thing my mom taught me was to treat others even better than I expect to be treated.

She taught me by example to be kind, sensitive, be charitable, be classy, keep a sense of humor no matter what happened in my life and to always, always, have tomato sauce in the freezer and plenty of pasta on hand in case unexpected visitors show up at dinner time.

For you Mamma

You were a wonderful mom who was always there for your family, through thick and thin, 

Tackling life’s challenges one at a time, always remaining calm displaying your beautiful spirit and grin.

Even through the hard times, you ensured our home was always packed with laughter, warmth and plenty to eat,

Always lending a helping hand to friends, neighbors and arranging family road trips and gatherings which were such a special treat.

You were able to sleep standing up when we were ill, fueled by patience, tenacity and lots of black coffee,

You kissed and cured anything, a broken leg, the flu, the sniffles and a scraped knee.

You multi-tasked all day, cooking, cleaning, teaching and still had time to wipe away our tears,

Always maintaining a sense of humor over spilled grape juice, active children and still able to alleviate our fears.

You always put your own needs aside, while you went about fixing your family’s broken parts,

You subtly comforted, advised and sympathized when there was a broken heart.

Moms  are special women, holding a “mother’s” golden nurturing key,

You were my mom, my friend, and a fantastic role model for me to aspire to always want to be.

Thank you, I love you, I miss you, but I know that as you watch over all of us, you are proud and someday (in a very long time, as you would say) we will see you again.

To all the women, whether you’re a Mom, Bonus Mom, Aunt, Godmother, Sister, Neighbor, Teacher, Coach, Friend…to ALL the women who touch a child’s life…HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY…as we are all mother’s of the world!

 

 

 

 

 

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14 thoughts on ““Always wash your face before bed.”

  1. LB and Selena ! What a beautiful statement ! I lost my Mom a few years ago, and not a day goes by that I don’t think “I need to tell Mom …..”
    Hope you both have a wonderful Mothers Day, and thanks for this post!

    • Our mom’s are probably meeting each other up in Heaven, or maybe they have Facebook up there as well, and found each other, Pat. 🙂

      Thank you, and glad you enjoyed the blog. May you have a wonderful Mom’s Day weekend, filled with tons of pampering, smiles and sweets.

  2. LB and Selena I love this blog today. It really touched my heart made me have happy tears. My mother was a beautiful person to I miss her. Some of my favorite times was shopping and going out to eat it was my special time with my mom. I wish you both a Happy Mothers day.

    • Hi, Kelly, thank you for dropping by, glad you enjoyed the blog. I know it’s hard around the holiday’s, but I truly believe our mom’s spirit lives within us and memories are so comforting, I hope your memories gave you some comfort this weekend.

  3. Ladybug, what a beautiful post. Your mom has truly taught you what is important in life and you are teaching it to your kids. They will grow up smart, strong with a great sense of humor. Selena, you are a wonderful tribute to your mother and she would be so proud of what you stand for and who you’ve become. Happy Mothers day to you both 🙂 Hugs

  4. Thank you for your kind words, lovelies. It was fun to share my mom and my babybugs with you. Selena, I loved what you shared about your mom. I was naive enough that I would have closed my eyes too ;).

  5. Wonderful! My Mom has the great ability to make everyone feel special and taught me details matter. Her mom, Gram, was a very hard woman, and they butted heads alot – I remember one Christmas Mom was working hard to find something to bring to someone’s house that we were visiting during the holidays and Mom told me that the nicest thing she learned from her Mom was to never go somewhere during the holidays empty handed…I had to chuckle when I heard myself tell my children the same. Happy Mother’s Day everyone!

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