I'm not a big "Mothers Day" fan. I guess I don't see the big deal about making a big deal about mom one day a year. Maybe because even on Mothers day we are still busy being moms to even notice. I hope that my mom knows that I cherish her EVERY day of the year, and that even though I call on Mothers day the other calls through out the year are probably more special because I do it because I want to hear her voice or get her advice or comfort, not because of the day of the year that says I should.
Mothers Day 1997Alex 2, Jimi 2 months
Sunday mornings aren't usually fun at our house. I try really hard to make sure everyone has their cloths laid out and shoes and showered so there isn't a fight for the bathroom or a fight over shoes or black socks. And I choose my shoes first and if I can't find something to wear with them it ruins my day so I make sure I have it all together the night before. Saturday was extra busy so this didn't get done. Every Sunday Sami gives me fits getting ready for church. This week both girls wanted to match what I wore. I had a jean skirt on and the search was on for them to find the one that looks most like mine. Jimi found it first, probably because it's hers, but Sami flipped out and refused to wear anything else. I HATE being late and so I told her I wasn't dealing with her and if she wasn't ready on time then we would leave her.
So sitting in Sacrament meeting, one child short. (yes we DID leave her! Uncle Kenny was home in case of an emergency, I hope she learned her lesson) The young women and young men of the church were to get up and say why they loved their moms. Jimi was very first up at the stand. She had hers written out and said how she loved that I cooked dinner and cleaned and did dishes and laundry and drove her everywhere. She said something about being a good example and knowing that I loved her no matter what. It was very sweet. All the other girls went, they were good too, about the same Except Toni. She said a lot of the same things Jimi and the other girls said but then she said she was so proud of her mom for standing up for her religion and bearing her testimony to her dad. It's what convinced him to really read the Book of Mormon which lead to him becoming a member. It was neat. Then the boys get their turn. Alex didn't go up on the stand when we got there, he didn't even know what they were doing but ran up last minute. So he stands up and leans over the podium and says "well I don't have a cheat sheet so this comes straight from my heart" then the boy looks straight at me and says how much he loves me and how I am his personal chauffeur but instead of him paying me I pay him will my eternal unconditional love, all the chores I do and how he knows I'm always in his corner. I don't know what it is about an almost 15 year old boy telling that to his mom but he made me mushy. They passed out chocolate to all the moms. Much better than the usual flower. And a bookmark with a nice quote about mothers. Going through old pictures I found some of the reasons I love being a mother to my kids.
Alex 2, with Jimi about a week old. He loved his sissy and took really great care of her. After having her I realized that the fear of not loving your second child as much as the first was just crazy. I learned the capacity of a heart to love.
Alex 4, Jimi 2, holding Sami about 2 days old. They loved their baby sister. Again, even with baby 3 my heart grew bigger and loved deeper than I thought it could.
Jimi 4, Sami 2 and still no hair. I loved the sisterly bond my girls shared.
A Hurley family portrait.
Jimi 3, Trever 3 days old. It was scary for the older kids but they instantly loved their baby brother even if they couldn't hold him or bring him home.
The first time Jim got to hold Trever, and give him his first football.
The day we brought Trever home and had our family complete. I can even see the pure happy glow that the kids have and the love they have for each other. I should show this to them now and remind them that they did like each other at one time. (isn't Sami a doll?)
Mommies little monsters!
March 13th 1997, Jimi Lee was born
June 18th 1999, Samantha Jean was born
July 22nd 2000, Trever James was born (this is actually a few days after he was born, we couldn't take pictures right at first)
After showing the pictures of me after having each of you, you better know I love you. Alex, Jimi, Sami, and Trever, you are the most important things, people, achievements, mistakes, endeavors, projects in my life. I live my life for your dad and you guys! I will always drop anything and everything for anything you will ever need. I may let you fall at times, but it will only be for your own good and it will break my heart more than yours. You'll never know the full capacity of your heart until you have kids of your own, don't rush it but please don't put it off either. The only other person who will feel your love and pain more than dad and I will be your Heavenly Father and you can trust in him and I pray you do. You all need to know that even though there may be days you don't believe it I love being your mom. I wouldn't change my life for anything, not even millions of dollars. I'll always be on your side and I'll always love you unconditionally. I'll help even when you make a mistake, I'll lift you when your down, and yank you down when your head gets too big. I'll be your number one fan! I love you guys!
Sunday mornings aren't usually fun at our house. I try really hard to make sure everyone has their cloths laid out and shoes and showered so there isn't a fight for the bathroom or a fight over shoes or black socks. And I choose my shoes first and if I can't find something to wear with them it ruins my day so I make sure I have it all together the night before. Saturday was extra busy so this didn't get done. Every Sunday Sami gives me fits getting ready for church. This week both girls wanted to match what I wore. I had a jean skirt on and the search was on for them to find the one that looks most like mine. Jimi found it first, probably because it's hers, but Sami flipped out and refused to wear anything else. I HATE being late and so I told her I wasn't dealing with her and if she wasn't ready on time then we would leave her.
So sitting in Sacrament meeting, one child short. (yes we DID leave her! Uncle Kenny was home in case of an emergency, I hope she learned her lesson) The young women and young men of the church were to get up and say why they loved their moms. Jimi was very first up at the stand. She had hers written out and said how she loved that I cooked dinner and cleaned and did dishes and laundry and drove her everywhere. She said something about being a good example and knowing that I loved her no matter what. It was very sweet. All the other girls went, they were good too, about the same Except Toni. She said a lot of the same things Jimi and the other girls said but then she said she was so proud of her mom for standing up for her religion and bearing her testimony to her dad. It's what convinced him to really read the Book of Mormon which lead to him becoming a member. It was neat. Then the boys get their turn. Alex didn't go up on the stand when we got there, he didn't even know what they were doing but ran up last minute. So he stands up and leans over the podium and says "well I don't have a cheat sheet so this comes straight from my heart" then the boy looks straight at me and says how much he loves me and how I am his personal chauffeur but instead of him paying me I pay him will my eternal unconditional love, all the chores I do and how he knows I'm always in his corner. I don't know what it is about an almost 15 year old boy telling that to his mom but he made me mushy. They passed out chocolate to all the moms. Much better than the usual flower. And a bookmark with a nice quote about mothers. Going through old pictures I found some of the reasons I love being a mother to my kids.
Alex 2, with Jimi about a week old. He loved his sissy and took really great care of her. After having her I realized that the fear of not loving your second child as much as the first was just crazy. I learned the capacity of a heart to love.
Alex 4, Jimi 2, holding Sami about 2 days old. They loved their baby sister. Again, even with baby 3 my heart grew bigger and loved deeper than I thought it could.
Jimi 4, Sami 2 and still no hair. I loved the sisterly bond my girls shared.
A Hurley family portrait.
Jimi 3, Trever 3 days old. It was scary for the older kids but they instantly loved their baby brother even if they couldn't hold him or bring him home.
The first time Jim got to hold Trever, and give him his first football.
The day we brought Trever home and had our family complete. I can even see the pure happy glow that the kids have and the love they have for each other. I should show this to them now and remind them that they did like each other at one time. (isn't Sami a doll?)
Mommies little monsters!When we got home Sami had cleaned the living room and has her church cloths out for next week. (YES! A good parenting decision) Jimi helped me make dinner, and did dishes. We had a nice talk while doing this. We don't get a lot of chances to have nice little talks without one of us having an attitude. We had one with her friend Destiny the day before, it got pretty deep and when Jim mentioned how nice it was to hear us chatting Jimi made sure he knew about the depth of the conversation the day before. Jim bought Trever a small game trap at the swap meet the day before so he spent most of the day trying to trap something, anything really. I think he's hoping for a big rat. He took his bow out for awhile and tried hunting something. I hope it wasn't going to be my mothers day gift. Thank goodness he didn't get anything. About 10:00pm Alex remembers that he has to have a report typed out. Luckily he had it written already so I quickly typed it up for him and sent him to bed. Overall it was a good normal day. I love the crazy chaotic, joyfully painful job of being a mother. I want to be better at it. Nothing has ever terrified me more than having kids, and now one that will be going to high school and driving in 370 days. I never imagined the battles I would have ahead of me. Things I would NEVER normally fight for if it were for myself, but will fight till my death for my kids. I remember when Alex was maybe a week old and I was up feeding him at 3am. I remember bursting into tears and asking God what I did to deserve something so wonderful and special. How my heart was capable of so much love. I remember thanking God for my mom who must feel the same love for me. I never knew how much my parents loved me until I had kids of my own. And when Jimi, then Sami, and yes even Trever came along I was shocked all over again, like it was the first time of feeling that much love. I'm still amazed of the capabilities of the hearts ability to love. I guess that's really what being a moms about though. Growing up I didn't want kids. I didn't like to babysit. I wanted to be a cardiac surgeon. My mom made being a mother look easy, I admire how she did that because I wasn't an easy child. I love being a mom and I'm glad that I met Jim who changed my mind on being a wife and a mother. God definitely has a plan, Jims mom may not agree but God had to make him as stubborn as he is so that he could put up with me! I know I have a lot more pain and suffering to go through, probably my whole life, over my kids but I think it's like that song "the Dance" I can deal with all the pain just for those joyful times of seeing them succeed and be happy. A friend of mine said sometimes she wished she could stop them from growing but then also wants to see how they turn out. I couldn't agree more. There are days I want to stop them right there, but I also want to see them grow and become their own person. It's scary! I will continue spending a lot of time kneeling in prayer for the sake of my kids. Hey Alex, Jimi, Sami and Trever, I love you to the moon and back! I'll love you for eternity and couldn't be happier that we're sealed so I can. I want you to read this after you have your first child and realize that your old mom feels the same way about you that you do about that baby your holding in your arms. And if you ask Nana, I bet she's saying the same thing to me about holding my grand kids. (right mom?) Jimi, being a Dr. will be a great achievement, but so would being a nurse and having the time to be a stay at home mom. The most rewarding job will always be a mother. Sami, hang in there. Make sure your husband can handle blood and needles. Because even though you think it's scary and tough for you to get a shot, it's a million times worse to watch your baby go through it.
May 14th, 1995 Alex Wesley was born.
March 13th 1997, Jimi Lee was born
June 18th 1999, Samantha Jean was born
July 22nd 2000, Trever James was born (this is actually a few days after he was born, we couldn't take pictures right at first)
After showing the pictures of me after having each of you, you better know I love you. Alex, Jimi, Sami, and Trever, you are the most important things, people, achievements, mistakes, endeavors, projects in my life. I live my life for your dad and you guys! I will always drop anything and everything for anything you will ever need. I may let you fall at times, but it will only be for your own good and it will break my heart more than yours. You'll never know the full capacity of your heart until you have kids of your own, don't rush it but please don't put it off either. The only other person who will feel your love and pain more than dad and I will be your Heavenly Father and you can trust in him and I pray you do. You all need to know that even though there may be days you don't believe it I love being your mom. I wouldn't change my life for anything, not even millions of dollars. I'll always be on your side and I'll always love you unconditionally. I'll help even when you make a mistake, I'll lift you when your down, and yank you down when your head gets too big. I'll be your number one fan! I love you guys!
4 comments:
Well, thanks for making me cry.
Me too! Thanks!
WOW Baby!
Great, I loved it! Very nice.
Lots of love,
Dad
Wow...now this was the BEST blog ever...you made me cry..I love you Baby girl..and I think your words just said how I feel..my heart aches when we are apart...and leaps for joy when YOU are happy.I love and miss you soooo very much!..heres a big hug...feel my arms around you?? am hugging really tight...
love always....mom
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