***Happy Mother's Day***

[number1fan]

[newbie]

There's nothing like a mama-hug. ~Adabella Radici

Happy Mama's day to all moms out there. Hope you have a good one!

[tabatha]

happy mother's day to all the mama's out there. may your day be a good one.

[butterfly]

Happy Mother's Day to all the moms everywhere. Have a great day!

[rach2crazy]

Happy Mother's Day to all the mother's on this forum!

[apolosgal]

[glow=red,2,300]Happy Mothers Day to all you mothers out there!! Have a great day!! [/glow]

[apolosangel8907]

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!!!

[jennaceeta25]

Happy Mothers Day everyone!!!! I hope you all rest nicely and we daughters and sons pamper you with gifts and doing the laundry...I mean, that's what I did.

[angelina]

Happy Mother's Day! Here is a nice e-mail I received from a friend.
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This is for the mothers who've sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid
and cotton candy saying, 'It's okay honey, Mommy's here.'
For those who sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.
This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And for all the mothers who DON'T.

This for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.

And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars. And for those who screamed encouraging words until hoarse and clapped their hands so hard they broke veins in their fingers.

And that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they could say, 'Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world,' and they meant it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when the kids stomp their feet and scream for ice cream or candy before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat. And for those who take their screaming child out of the restaurant so as not to disturb others who are trying to enjoy their meal.

For all the mothers who read 'The Cat in the Hat or Green Eggs and Ham' twice a night for a year. And then read it again. 'Just one more time.'

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their
shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and wash their own clothes and their daughters to put a worm on a hook and play touch football.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls 'Mom?' in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college ~or have their own families.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who have come home pregnant or worse and the mom's can't find the words to reach them.

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green or comes home with a pierced tongue or a tattoo.

For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?

The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?

Or is it in her heart?

Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?

Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation... And for all the mature mothers. . .learning to let go.

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

Single mothers and married mothers.

Mothers with money, mothers without.

This is for you all. For all of us...

Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can. Tell them every day that we love them. And pray and never stop being a mom..

[noemi]

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!!!!

[newbie]

Angelina, that is a great email, very touching and humourous.

I just returned to work after being on maternity leave for a year and wow I'm so tired.....

[jennaceeta25]

Thanks Angelina! Very nice e-mail! Lovely! Best fits my mother.



Newbie, sorry you're tired from working..

[tabatha]

angelina, that brought tears to my eyes. esp the part where it mentions a mother giving up her kid. my birth mom wasn't mom material, but i'm thankful that she allowed me to come into the world. and more thankful to the real mom who raised me.

[newbie]

Thanks Jennaceeta, I'm sure I'll get back into the swing of things by the end of this week.

[angelina]

May 12, 2008 18:33:58 GMT -5 tabatha said:

angelina, that brought tears to my eyes. esp the part where it mentions a mother giving up her kid. my birth mom wasn't mom material, but i'm thankful that she allowed me to come into the world. and more thankful to the real mom who raised me.

That's awesome, tabatha. I'm a big ol' mushball, but it brought tears to my eyes too; especially this part: And that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they could say, 'Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world,' and they meant it.