Mom to Ben, 9, Drew, 8, and Faith, 4, Findlay
I love watching my children develop their personalities, spirits and minds. I’m continually amazed by how different my three blessings are, and how much I can love them. Motherhood has taught me patience, selflessness, courage and a sense of humor. In our house, laughter is the glue that binds us and sometimes gets us through the most difficult times. Watching your child play competitive sports, take a challenging test, or get in a disagreement with a friend, can teach you that your heart can be filled, broken and touched without anything directly happening to you. We celebrate Mother’s Day by taking a laid back approach, spending time together making memories either at the zoo, geocaching, or having a picnic in the park. But what Mother’s Day really is in our family is a day off from the typical work that a mother does, and a celebration of the fun our family has together.
Mom to Colbi, 17, and Sydni, 15, Findlay
I love watching my daughters grow into beautiful young ladies. God blessed me with only two children so I can keep both of my eyes on them and hold both of their hands. I am envious of mothers who have more children because they make it look so easy. Motherhood has taught me how to love and enjoy every moment of my children’s lives. The best advice I have received is to just spend time with your kids. Build memories by spending time, talking and having fun together. My mom is a loving and giving person who always put the needs of others before her own. She was a widow before the age of 40, yet she provided so much love and support to her four children. She selflessly raised us all by herself and even put us through college. Happy Mother’s Day, Mary Gregory, and thank you for being the best mom ever!
Mom to Nathan, 9, and Kyle, 6, Findlay
I love the sense of accomplishment that being a mother brings and the joy that comes from seeing the world from a child’s perspective. They see everything in such a fresh, and frankly, a more honest way. Being a mom has taught me to know the meaning of patience, to focus less on myself and more on others, and that there really is such a thing as unconditional love. The best Mother’s Day gift I ever received was a poem by Erma Bombeck that my son brought home from preschool as a present. It addresses the special calling given to any mother of a handicapped child, and points out that the journey is eye opening, character building and well worth it. We celebrate Mother’s Day by going to church and then out to eat. We enjoy honoring grandmothers and mothers alike, and of course, the best part is that those special women don’t have to cook or do the dishes!
Mom to Lily, 13, Steven, 11, Wally 10,
Rose, 8, Daisy, 5, Andrew, 3, Dahlia, 2, Findlay
I love getting to know and love the seven individuals that God placed in my life who call me mom. The best Mother’s Day gift I ever received was my mother. Her birthday usually was on Mother’s Day. She passed away a few years ago from cancer but Mother’s Day is a unique day of remembrance of her.
A funny “mom” moment was watching one of my sons play flag football when he was little. He was chasing a boy from the other team who had the ball. Everyone was standing and cheering for him as we all thought he was going for the play. The ball carrier turned, but my son continued to run straight, bend down and pick up a dandelion. He spit out his mouth guard and blew the seeds. The whole crowd was laughing at his adorable and childlike happiness with the dandelion. It’s a memory I will always cherish, my sweet-hearted, dandelion blowing, little boy.