Apr 29, 2008 | 8:50 PM
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Entertainment
MOTHERS and MOMS
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> This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in
> their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry
> Kool-Aid saying, "It's okay honey, Mommy's here."
>
> Who have 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 all the mothers who DON'T.
>
> This is 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 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 mean
it.
>
> This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store
> and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice
> cream 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 sat down with their children and
> explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who
> wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
>
> This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.
>
> For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" 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 their
> daughters to sink a jump shot.
>
> 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 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.
>
> 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 she feels when she watches her son or daughter disappear
> down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?
>
> The jolt that takes her from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at
> 2 A.M. to put her hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
>
> The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when she just wants
> to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in her home?
>
> Or the need to flee from wherever she is and hug her child when she
> hears 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 mature mothers learning to let go.
>
> For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
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> 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 mother...