For Mothers Everywhere

I saw this years ago and kept it...it reminds us of the important things on life!

For Mothers Everywhere

This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off on metal 

Bleachers at soccer games instead of watching from cars, so that when their kids 

Asked, "Did you see my goal?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it

For the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick 

Children in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Meyer wieners and cherry

Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."

This is for all the mothers of Kosovo who fled in the night and can't 

Find their children.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see 

And for the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew 

Halloween costumes and for all the mothers who don't.

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 heart?  Is it the ache you feel when you 

Watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone 

For the very first time?  The jolt that takes you from sleeping to dread, 

From bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?  Is 

It the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear 

News of a school shooting, a fire, a car accident, a baby dying? I think so.

So this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained

All about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to, but 

Just couldn't.

This is for reading "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And 

Then reading it again, "Just one more time".

This is for all the mothers who mess up. Who yell at their kids in 

The grocery store and swat them in despair and stomp their feet like a 

Tired two year old who wants ice cream before dinner.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their

Shoelaces before they started to school and for all the mothers who opted for 

Velcro instead.

For all the mothers who bite their lips (sometimes until they bleed) 

When their 14 year olds dye their hair green.

This is for all the mothers who lock themselves in the bathroom when

Babies keep crying and won't stop.

This is for all mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their 

Hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

This is for mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters 

To sink a jump shot.

This is for all mothers whose heads turn automatically when a little 

Voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring 

Are at home or are grown up.

This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on there 

Children’s graves.

This is for all the mothers whose children have gone astray and who 

Can’t find words to reach them.

This is for all the mothers who sent their child to school with a 

Stomachache, assuring that they would be just FINE once they got there, only 

To get a call from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick 

Them up right away.

This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep

Deprivation. And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working moms and stay-at-home moms. Single mothers and married

Mothers. Mothers with money and mothers without.

This is for you, so hang in there. The world would be a terrible 

Place without the love of mothers everywhere. You make it a more civil, 

Caring and safe place for the precious children in our world.

"Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall".

Stay at home, business owning mom of 4 young kids, Nick the Sportsman, Michele the Princess, Wyatt the Wild One, and Evan the Baby.Bachelor in Early Childhood Development and Education, with 20 years experience. I could not ask for anything more!