On Being Called, "Maaaawwwwwwwmmmmmmm"

I walk out of the room, "Maaawwwwm." I sit down to drink my morning coffee after having prepared their breakfast and lunch, "Oh, Mom, I need . . . ." I hop between studio and office, just get into a piece, and hear,  "Mom, will make me some . . . ."

I cherish every time I hear them call my name -

They, Jessica and Katelyn, are 14 and 11 now...and are the reason I celebrate Mother's Day. There is no greater joy for me than to hear my daughters call out to me, to need me, to want me.

This little snickerdoodle is Jessica, at about 6 weeks old. While I look awfully tired  (she never slept), I also recall, as tho it were yesterday, how contented I felt with her safely wrapped in my arms, resting on my chest.

She was 8 and a half hours old before I first held her in my arms and looked into her eyes for the reflection of her precious spirit.  The room was dark, I was asleep and the nurse brought her in to me as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.  She survived loss of oxygen, a traumatic birth and resucitation - then being whisked away from her momma for evaluation and stabilization. Something extraordinary I should say had indeed occurred, and my daughter, Jessica was now safely in my arms; I played our Nicolette Larson CD and softly sang to her. . .

 

This little laughing sweetpea is Katelyn at about 6 months old. My girl who wants to do everything and not miss a thing. I guess she thought she'd miss out on some of that fun so she tried to enter the world a few months too soon.  With the help of a hospital stay, bed rest and all that ensues with potential preterm delivery Katelyn arrived right on schedule two days pre millenium and has blessed us each and every day since.

My beautiful babies - who now, at 11 and 14 will still let me hold them, hug them, take care of them, nurture them, teach them, and sometimes embarrass them (well I take it upon myself to do the latter). I love laughing with them and talking with them.

Thank you, Jessica & Katelyn, my greatest gifts.

 

 

 

Today, I am privileged to celebrate being mom, and cherish each and every, "Maaawwwmmmm, can I . . ." it is music to my ears.

I wish you, my dear friends, an oh-so-beautiful and Happy Mother's Day!

Comments

[Janet Wecker Frisch]

Hi Terri - I haven't been blogging in so long, I've lost track of everyone. I feel similarly blessed to be a mom. Such a gift.
I was just letting you know that all these many months later, you probably will not even remember, but you guessed right. My new fabric line was coffee inspired. ;-)

[Shelly]

So sweet.
Happy Mothers Day!!