I wallow in being a mommy, mum, mother, ma, whatever I get called.
I have something to say though.
Not all mothers are moms.
I have a mess of friends who have never had a child, but I see them for the Moms they are.
So many women who have loved an nurtured other's children.
Foster moms.
Aunties.
Cousins.
Friends.
Women who never spend their days driving kids to school, or practice, or to a friends house.
Women who never have sat up all night nursing a sick baby.
Women who have never sat up all night sewing a last minute costume because "Hey Mom, I forgot. Tomorrow...".
Women who never had to give up a pedicure to buy milk and peanut butter.
These are the women I mean.
The same women who went to classes with a single mom so she wouldn't feel abandoned.
The same women who sat beside you in the hospital and held your hand, brought you drinks and made you eat. And made the phone calls.
The same women who told a crying mom. "I know just the guy to call! Don't worry. We've got this!!"
The same women who gave up their free time with that interesting new guy to go to another niece/nephew/little friend play/game'recital/concert/backyard circus.
The same women who took the special needs/wild as hares/crybaby children for the weekend so Mom and Dad could have some time together.
The same women who unsefishly love your kids, and you.
Happy Mother's Day, to all my wonderful women.
A Momma's Heart is always appreciated.
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