Happy Mothers Day!

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.  She never existed before.  The woman existed, but the mother, never.  A mother is something absolutely new.

Happy Mothers Day to all of the amazing moms I know. Being a mom is such a hard job and I know so many woman who do it so gracefully.

My mom is the first. My goal as a mom is to be as great of a mom as you are. I honestly don't know how you did it. You always had such a full plate but never let anything or anyone slip through the cracks. I talk to you every day and am thankful for you every day. You are my rock when things are hard. You are the person I call when I think something is funny. You help me through when I am sad. I take my anger out on you occasionally because I know you will always forgive me. You show me I am wrong when I think I cant do something. You raised 3 strong, caring, productive kids. And you did it through so many struggles. Struggles I only imagine in my worst dreams.  You are one of the bravest and strongest women I have ever met and I am SO proud to say you are MY mom. I love you Mom! Happy Mothers Day!!    

There are so so many others wonderful moms in my life. I cant possibly name them all. 

La Dayna, one of the most patient and sweet moms I know. You care so much, not only about your own kids but about everyone elses kids too. I love that you stick to your morals and your ideals. I think you are such an amazing mom. I hope you know how great you are too.

Sandee, I couldn't ask for a better mother-in-law. I know without a doubt that I can come to you if I have any problem. You are such a wonderful mom. You have 3 kids who prove it every day. I am so thankful to have you as part of my life.

Cindy, you do so much for you kids and it shows. You have a great sense of humor. Your kids are growing up to be so great. I am so honored to have them as my niece and nephew.

Tami, who is close enough to being a mom. I am so happy for you. I know that your baby is going to be one of the most loved babies ever born. I cant wait to see what kind of mom you are but I have no doubt that you will be amazing. 

So many other moms I know, whether I see them at school or I am friends with them or just pass by them. I see so many amazing traits every day and I continue to learn every day about what it means to be a good mom. If its giving up what you want so they can have what they need, lifting your life up for your baby even though people had given up on you, staying late at school so your kids can play for "2 more minutes!", leaving a job that you love to be with a baby you love even more, staying at a job you hate to make ends meet for you family. 

I hope all of the moms I know have an amazing Mothers Day. And even if you don't, know that you are loved for all that you do.  

Ghosts

Ok, I admit it. I am a huge believer of ghosts. I don't have many solid beliefs, I don't know what happens after our lives. I honestly think we aren't meant to know. I don't spend a lot of time pondering that.  But I DO believe in ghosts.

When my dad died I remember one night sitting up by myself, it was the next night or the night after that. My mom came out and found me. We sat in my Grammas living room talking for awhile. All of the sudden, in the middle of the night, no one around, we both heard music. It sounded like it was coming out of the heater vent. We both heard it at the exact same time and just stared at each other. It was beautiful music. Just out of nowhere.

Anyway, we had a ghost living in our house. When I first moved in, I was pregnant with Zach and every now and then when I took a shower I heard a baby crying. I figured it was crazy pregnant brain stuff. But after Zach was born I would always take my showers while he was napping. I cant tell you how many times I got out of the shower because he was crying only to find out that he was still sound asleep. I asked Brandon about it and he would hear it all of the time too. He was a non-ghost believer and tried to rationalize it away. It didn't take long for him to start believing though. I learned when I hear a baby crying, sticking my head out of the shower would let me figure out if it was my baby or not. We didn't put a lot of thought into it really. Just one of those things. I figure a baby or a kid drown in the tub there at some point. I haven't looked into it really. I don't think I want to know specifics, what with my bleeding heart and all.

The reason for my post tonight is, I was showering and realized I haven't heard crying in awhile. My ghost baby seems to have moved on. I'm letting myself think that my kids helped that happen. I hope that the ghost baby is very happy somewhere. =)