Mother's Day Prose Poem 5/4/08

Mother's Day Prose Poem 5/4/08

Karyn Indursky

A mother's treasure goes not by what is brought at a store, food served for a day, wrapped in pretty paper and silky ribbons. The true essence of being a mother is when your eyes meet the eyes of your child and in that instant you connected in a strongest bond ever and you'll do anything to keep the connection. It's the gifts of being competent and able to love your child unconditionally. It's the ability to see your child's eyes light up because you're there and he/she missed to and wants to hug and kiss you. It's hearing your child call you, "Mama," "Mommy," and "Mom." It's about having your child hold your hand to you for a walk. It's about all those snuggles, holding their little finger, watching them grow and development, taking the responsibility to be a parent and not shipping him/her off to daycare or in front of a computer or television as a baby-sitter. It's about teaching your child to hold his bottles, use sippie cups, learn new words, use new words, showing him what he will hurt him and preventing it. It's about him spotting you coming in the door from work and seeing his eyes light up with love, his little legs zoom right to you, his arms reaching up, and all he keeps saying is, "Mom." Feeling appreciated as a parent is watching your son process and blossom even though the odds were against in his grand entry of the world. Mother's Day is really about setting one day out of the year to acknowledge all of your love and gratitude towards your parent and letting them in on your mushy, soft, vulnerable emotions. When I wake up on Mother's Day with Conner snuggled against me and giving me his hugs, kisses, and talking to me it will be yet another day of heaven. There's nothing he can buy at a store that will mean to me as much as he's already given me like the lessons he's taught me about raising a son, showing me what I can do when I have to, he's shown me unconditional love, etc. In fact, I think I get more out of having him as my son than he gets by being my son, but hopefully one day that will balance out. Until then, I'll continue to love my child and appreciate all his new developments and lessons he has to teach me and feel extremely blessed to be given such a wonderful miracle as my son.

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Written on 05/04/08.

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