Entry 17: Mother's Love

Entry 17: Mother's Love

Not only is love one of the greatest feelings in the world, but a mother's love is just as powerful. The greatest mother I personally know is my mother, but simply being her son doesn't make me fully biased. Certain criteria makes her a mom, but something even more special makes her an awesome mama.

A mother should raise young ones. Ideally, a mother raises her own children, but a woman who works in childcare should also be praised for maternal endeavors. My mother does both. Not only has she raised four boys (including my dad, haha), but she has worked with child development businesses for over a decade. At times she takes care of six children, not including her own.

A mother should be a teacher. I believe a mother should not only teach their young ones, but she should be able to teach them how to teach as well. My mother has three children, each of us are seven years apart, and it was my duty as the oldest to teach my younger siblings. My mother is also fluent in Spanish, and she teaches her daycare kids a few words in Spanish. My brothers and I are stubborn, so we refused to learn Spanish, but that's not her fault.

A mother should be encouraging. My mother has to deal with three different children and a husband, so she has to live with others who are not the same gender as her. Regardless of this, she does her best to relate to us and communicate with our stubborn ways. And in spite of the nonsense we give her on a daily basis, she never ceases to give up on us.

A mother should promote responsibility. One person cannot handle the role of a mother and juggle house upkeep. My dad used to be the guy who would enforce the law by saying "do what your mom said," but nowadays everyone has an equal share in upkeeping the house. Everyone in our household is responsible for doing their laundry, washing dishes, sweeping and vacuuming, cooking, and, most importantly, cleaning up after ourselves. It goes without saying that there are reprimands for failing in any one of these areas.

A mother should be a role model. Even though my mother lives in a house full of testosterone, she plays an important role in showing respect and discipline with her family and childcare. She is careful of slips of the tongue, she is quick to correct us, and her lifestyle radiates a healthy and happy life.

A mother should inspire confidence. In a house of all boys, it is good to have a female perspective on some things, and nothing gets by a mother's eye. Even though my mother might complain about our wild hair or poor choice in clothes, she knows how handsome young men we are and always comments on our good looks.

A mother should have a good sense of humor. My mother is a joyful person, and sometimes she cackles. I know she won't appreciate me using that word, but she really understands our odd sense of humor and goes along with it. Thankfully she doesn't always take us that serious and is open to fun, otherwise we'd be in a lot of more trouble for our crazy talk.

A mother should be forgiving. Not only did my mother have to deal with raising a boy to adulthood, but she gets to do it two more times with my younger brothers. We are also not the brightest or most responsible, but then again we never were. Thankfully my mother continues to work with us, and she has a good talent for being able to tolerate my brother (he's virtually a banshee that constantly hovers within your vicinity).

A mother should always love. I remember several nights when I would be working on my laptop and my mother would join me in my room for a little talk. Usually she has to be up by 5am for childcare, so she tries to go to bed around 10pm or 11pm. Sometimes she joins me after midnight and we end up talking for an hour or two about nothing, just enjoying each other's company. She was also the person who introduced me to the Five Love Languages, which not only teaches a person about themselves, but it teaches then how to better love those around you. My mother knows I love hugs, so she gladly accepts my love even though she's not a hugger.

All in all, my mother is just one of the many mothers who help create wonderful and amazing people in this world. So to all the mothers, about to be mothers, used to be mothers, serve as a mother, and those who inspire to be a mother; thank you. Thank you for all your wonderful kindness, joy, patience, encouragement, inspiration, discipline, responsibility, laughter, and hugs.

My loving mother and my youngest brother. Circa 2012.

My loving mother and my youngest brother. Circa 2012.

Happy Mother's Day.

 
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