Years ago, I was surprised to find out that some moms cannot stand this day. For them, it conjured up feelings of guilt that they were somehow falling short of what was being celebrated. Not me... I have had no guilt... about this. I think, if I was the kind of person who reflected, analyzed, critiqued more, I might. But, I'm not and I don't.
When I was a teen, 19, newly married and now a part of the Relief Society (the womens' organization of the LDS church) I heard a scripture that became one of my favorites. It is found in the book of The Doctrine and Covenants section 46, verse 12. I'll start with verse 11...
11 For all have not every gift given unto them; for there are many gifts, and to every man is given a gift by the Spirit of God.
12 To Some is given one, and to some is given another, that all may be profited, thereby.
See?! I don't have to be able to do everything. If we all do the part that we can, when we put it all together, we will have enough.
I believed it the first time I heard it and I still believe it, today. Through out my entire life, I have been blessed by the women around me who are all doing their part. They have loved me, taught me, taken care of me (and my children), fed me, clothed me, cheered me, heard me, laughed with me, cried with me, encouraged me, had patience with me... If I can do but one of these for one person during a day, then I am giving my part.
The first mothers I watched:
(at least the ones I can remember :) )
My Angel of a mother, Dottie Layton
Many Aunts and older cousins :)
Look at that... its a who's who in the old 8th ward, plus a few. I love these ladies. I watched them through my teen years.
I have watched others along the way.
Now, I watch you and the women who are in my family, ward and neighborhood. I have so much to learn :)
I am privileged to mother 6. My joy and motivation come from them. However, I must confess, I love their father first :)