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Thoughts for Mother's Day

Once a mom, always a mom

Mother’s Day
May 2013

"Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever." - Unknown

I was recently by myself at the grocery store picking up a few things. I was in a hurry, and like most moms, I had a dozen things on my mind. While grabbing a loaf of bread, I heard a little voice from one aisle over yell, "Mommy!" Without even thinking, I started to turn in a circle looking for my youngest daughter while automatically yelling back in panic, "Amelia, where are you?" Had she gotten away from me and gone to the next aisle over without me noticing? It took me a solid five seconds to remember she wasn't even with me while I was at the grocery store. She was, in fact, at home with my husband and her sisters. Had I officially lost my mind while in the bread aisle at the grocery? After I realized I was alone and not with any of my kiddos, I peeked over to the baking aisle to make sure the little voice I heard yelling for mommy had indeed found her. It got me thinking as I was driving home, that we as moms, will most likely act and react as moms forever – whether we are with our children or not. Will I one day be 60 years old and hear "Mom" from across a store and respond still? Will I assume that voice is calling for me? Probably.

My oldest daughter recently had a nasty stomach virus. She was home for several days not feeling well. Since she is a teenager, I have grown accustomed to reading her moods (if you have a teen you know what I mean). Whether she is grossed out by it or not, I still hug and kiss on her every day. (Although I have to admit, it is not the same when they are embarrassed by you doing this in front of other human beings.) Embarrassed or not, I still love on her. I have embraced that this affection is indeed, one sided – at least for now. As I hug and kiss her, she stands there praying it will be over soon. This used to bother me, but after talking to other moms of teens, I stopped taking it personally and accepted that this is a "teenage" thing. And then she got sick. All of a sudden my 5 foot 7 inch teenager became my baby again. She put her head on my shoulder and let me hug and kiss on her without complaint. I rubbed her head as she napped on my lap, whispered to her that I loved her and made her toast to help settle her stomach. Although she was not standing in the baking aisle yelling "Mommy" like the little child I had seen earlier in the week at the grocery, she did in fact, need me – her mom – to comfort her and say she was going to feel better soon.

Being a mom is a funny thing because as our kids grow, our role changes somewhat. Of course, we are always our children's mother and will love, support, listen and care for them. What I learned those few days when my daughter was home sick, was that she really still needs these things. She may not know she still needs it, but I know it. So, for all us moms, who parent tots to teens, love on them, listen to them, hug on them and always coming running when you hear that precious word that we all share, but is so deeply personal to each one of us – "Mom."

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Mary Susan Buhner is a Life Coach for Moms and author of "Mommy Magic: Tricks for Staying Sane in the Midst of Insanity." Visit her Web site at www.Mommy-Magic.com.

Tags: In This Issue, Parenting

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