By Amanda Ponzar
Thank you, single moms. My husband was on a business trip last week which was fine until my three-year-old got sick (three trips to pediatrician, rushed to ER, taken by ambulance to the children’s hospital) and the stress and sleepless nights –- only one week of it –- showed me just how hard it is to do it on your own. Single moms, we salute you.
Thank you, heroic moms. My friend just had a baby. He wasn’t supposed to make it to term because he had Trisomy 18, a very serious disorder. He wasn’t supposed to survive delivery. He wasn’t supposed to make it home from the hospital. When he was born, they laid him on her chest and left him for dead, but he felt that warm skin and mommy’s love and he LIVED! She brought him home and barely slept the first few days as she didn’t want to put him down. She cuddled, nurtured and believed in him –- and this little fighter has lived three weeks as of today. Don’t let ANYONE tell you that love and prayers can’t work miracles.
Thank you, grandmas. When my son was sick last week, I’m not sure I would have made it without my mom coming down to help (plus dad who mowed the lawn). Many grandmas actually raise their grandchildren, serving as both grandparent and mom. THANK YOU.
Thank you, military moms.Whether it's the U.S. Army, Navy, Marines, Air Force, Coast Guard, Reserves, National Guard or something else, YOU and your families are heroes. I served as the coordinator for our unit's family readiness group and saw moms with five little kids have their husband deployed to Iraq. Many brave soldiers die for our freedom while serving their country, leaving mom back home with nothing but a flag and photos to remember their courage. Thank you, moms, for your sacrifice.
Thank you, moms with special challenges. You know who you are. Your child is seriously ill, or ill-behaved, or has ADD, ADHD, autism or any number of issues. It may take friends, family, counseling, caffeine, crying into your pillow, prayers and a virtual village to keep you sane, but you’re doing it. And after experiencing two days in the ER/hospital, I can’t imagine what some of you go through every day, day after day, if your child has cancer. Bless you.
Thank you, substitute/pseudo moms. You’re not really the mother, but you’ve stepped in. I’ve heard story and after story of people who were “adopted” by another family (neighbor, aunt, coach, friend's mom) and it made all the difference in the world, helping them graduate high school, go to college, etc. And speaking of adopted, a huge thank you to moms who adopt or foster children, providing a home, love and family!
Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, thank you. You may not feel like you’re appreciated or recognized or that what you do matters. Some days may seem like “Groundhog Day” all over again with mounds of laundry, dishes and mess, but please, this Mother’s Day and always, remember that YOU are often the difference between life and death, between love and loneliness, between hope and helplessness.
Happy Mother's Day.
(Photos: flowers outside taken on Blackberry, thank you card, Groundhog day the movie)