Yesterday, our household celebrated two intricately tied events: my son’s 19th birthday and Mother’s Day. It was a chance to both honor the child brought into the world on that fine May afternoon (all nine and some odd pounds of him) and the one that hefted that oversized boy around in the primordial stew of embryo en utero (sounds fancy and French, doesn’t it?)
Such a stars-aligned event brought about another unique opportunity: to make a fairly comprehensive list of appreciations for the united act of motherhood and childhood. To take 15 minutes or so out to carve a personal thank-you note on the stationary of my computer was a worthwhile experience. I find that when creating a list of appreciations, the more detailed the better. Small is beautiful (think petit fours or diamond earrings). Little specifics make the gratitude both palatable and real. Here’s a few of mine. What are yours?
gratitudes when contemplating motherhood:
receiving texts that simply say, “love you, mama. good night.”
my son snuggling up closer to me during a movie because, “it might be a bit scary for you, mom”
my daughter alluding to our favorite children’s book character, Paddinton Bear in a text message sent from her dorm room
on contemplating my son, John, I’m grateful for:
hearing him say, “I have been craving doing math lately” as he responded to a middle school kid’s need to go to him as a tutor for school
paying consistently for the vegetables on our grocery list since he’s procured a job
wanting to catch up with me over a cup of coffee on a fairly regular basis
Simple things . . . but I feel better already recounting them. It’s sort of like a piece of chocolate on my pillow to welcome me back to someplace special . . . .