Sunday, May 13, 2012
Even with good travelings, 5 hours being a short trip compared to what they are used to, there is a lot of moving around. Refilling juice cups, passing back books, opening markers, zipping up bags. I ended the drive propping up the iPad so that two tired girls could zone out to a movie.
The random. The seemingly meaningless moments. And yet, somehow, it is a joy. To be filled with intense love no matter what the current situation is bringing or has brought. This is motherhood.
Growing up we took so many road trips. One summer we drove from Michigan to Texas to the West (maybe to Montana, Colorado) and then back to Michigan. 4 kids plus an extra for the going to Texas leg. No dvd player. Not even a cd player. I think we had tapes and I know I had my walkman (oh yes). Probably weren't wearing seat belts either since I remember making forts in the back of the van.
I'm sure my mom lost her mind somewhere along the way, but I only have fond memories. All the things she would have given, sacrificed on that trip for it to be a bit more enjoyable for us. The comfort, sympathy and laughter she brought. Sweetness.
You carry your kids with you, for life and no matter what. This is motherhood.
I love my mom. I love that I get to be a mom. It is a joy...even when you are traveling 5+ hours on the day you are being celebrated.
(And Clint's mom had 4 boys all 2 years apart. No more needs to be said. She, too is an amazing woman.)
Happy mother's day.