It is so wonderful to have one day of the year set aside to honor our mothers. Now that I am a mother myself, it has even more significance. I have an awesome mom and have always loved her and thanked God for her, but it wasn't until I lost hours of sleep up feeding or comforting my son, changing explosive diapers, etc. that I became even more thankful. Everything I do for Benjamin, my mom has already done for me. This week I have thought about that quite a bit.
Yesterday, Benjamin and I did some grocery shopping. He usually does great, but yesterday he got a little impatient, even with a container of snacks. He started crying at one point and was so loud that a clerk came over and said "Is all of that noise coming out of this little guy?" She was very nice about it, but it was a little embarrassing. He calmed down and I continued shopping. He likes to hold on to objects, so I gave him a watermelon to keep by his side. He usually picks at the sticker and all is fine. This time, however, while I had my back turned I heard a thud and turned around to find a cracked open watermelon on the floor with juices spilling out. Even more, Benjamin was pointing at it as if to say "look mom, the watermelon jumped!" It was one of those moments where I just wanted to hide. Fortunately, I was able to bag up the cracked melon and found paper towels nearby to clean up the mess. I doubt that I threw a watermelon (my mom would have probably known better than to give a 2 year old a watermelon), but I am sure I did a few things that made my mom want to hide. So, thanks Mom, for losing sleep, changing diapers, and surviving embarrassment, not to mention all of the things you do and have done for me as a grandparent to Benjamin.
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