When I think about Mother’s Day, I don’t immediately think of it as a day about me. To me, Mother’s Day is still very much about celebrating my own mother. So, even though I am a mom myself, I wanted to start by writing about my mom and how important she is to me.
I have an amazing mom. Growing up, my dad worked long hours so my mom stayed home with me and my younger sister. It wasn’t until I became a mother that I realized how tough her job was and how much work my mom did.
My dad left for work before we awoke each morning and often didn’t get home until after we were in bed. That meant that my mom fed us and got us to school. She took us to swimming lessons. She made sure we practiced the piano. She drove us to our friends’ houses and always welcomed our friends over to play. She packed our school lunches (yes, right up until we finished high school!) and made home-cooked dinners every night.
Now that I’ve grown up, I realize how lucky we were to have our mom at home. But Mom’s help and support didn’t end when I grew up, moved out and started a family of my own.
When Littleman was born, she helped me tremendously. In the early days after his birth, she would come and help out when D was working. She loved spending time with her grandson, but she also helped around the house – bringing us dinner, folding our laundry, dusting, cleaning the bathroom – stuff that the mom of newborn didn’t have time to do but that desperately needed to be done.
I loved spending time with my mom and Littleman throughout my maternity leave. We would walk together for hours, stopping for coffee or gelato.
My mom and I have always been close. Sure, we had our moments during my bitchy teenage years and there are still times when we grate on each other’s nerves. But, for the most part, we’ve always enjoyed spending time together. It’s rare for us to go more than a day without talking to each other. As an adult, I’ve come to think of her more as a friend.
I feel very lucky to have grown up with a great mom who has always been loving and supportive. I’m glad that my mom is such a big part of Littleman’s life. And I hope that I can provide the same love and support to my children as I received from my mom.