Thank You Mom

{I started this post exactly three months ago and set it to post today to give me plenty of time to add things I can’t think of right now. I’m tearing up as I right this, so mom break out the tissues because I’m pretty sure what I’m writing in this post will have an even greater effect on your tear ducts.}

Over the past couple of years I have learned a lot. I’ve learned about love and the loss of love. I’ve learned about being a mom and how quickly kids do grow up. I’ve learned not to worry so much about the little things and to live more in the moment. I’ve learned that it really is the small things in life that can make it all worth while. But one of the most important things I’ve learned though is that I didn’t know as much as I thought I did at 14, at 15, at 16, and there was no way I could have, because there are some lessons in life that, no matter how much you are told or how hard someone tries to drill it into your head, the only way to learn them is the hard way, by living it. You might think you know these things, but until you get to that point in your life and experience the things that truly teach these lessons, it’s impossible to fully understand the concept and the real meaning to it.

There was no amount of “what if” scenarios I could have thought up or could have been presented to me, solutions and all, in school assemblies that could prepare me for the reality of a physically and mentally abusive relationship. I had heard it all, swore I’d leave upon seeing the first red flag, but then it actually happened and nothing could have prepared me for how to cope with or escape it.

No matter how many times I had heard the phrase “miracle of birth” and no matter how many birth stories I had read, could make me really understand how absolutely amazing, beautiful, and truly miraculous giving birth is. It’s something you need to experience to fully comprehend.

Becoming a mom has given me an overwhelming appreciation for how hard of a job being a mother truly is, and I’m sure as my girls transition through the different stages in their lives that appreciation will grow in ways I can’t even fathom at this point in my life because it is something I haven’t lived yet. There were so many things my mother said and did that at the time felt so unfair that I’m now grateful for, so thank you mom.

Thank you for bringing me into this world.
Thank you for comforting me when I cried.
Thank you for being there when I got hurt to kiss it and make it all better.
Thank you for not letting me go on an all candy diet like I wanted to as a kid.
Thank you for going to my school functions.
Thank you for supporting me in my academic and non-academic endeavors.
Thank you for trying to steer me in the right direction and knowing when to let me learn from my mistakes.
Thank you for believing in me, especially when I didn’t believe in myself.
Thank you for being strong for me when I had lost my own strength.
Thank you for grounding me when I messed up.
Thank you for trying to prevent me from having boys sleep over.
Thank you for not letting me have drinking parties even though I threw a fit about it.
Thank you for helping me try to sort out the mess I made out of my education and encouraging me to continue it.

Most of all, thank you for loving me mom, no matter what I did or how much I messed up. Happy mother’s day.

About Ashley {a.k.a. The Undomestic Mommy}

Ashley is a single mother (of two wonderful little girls), a daughter, a sister, a friend, a student, and a blogger living a life of undomestic bliss in the Dairy State. When asked about what she does in her free time she is likely to appear slightly befuddled and ask what this "free time" is that you speak of.

Posted on May 13, 2012, in Family Life/Parenting, Life. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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