Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Baby Bug

No, no baby for me.  At least not to keep.  I am an avid babysitter because seriously I just can not get enough of those cute little ones.  But I say "Baby Bug" because I am surrounded by them, think about them, and worry about having them all the time.

This weekend I saw two friends that both had twins, and was overwhelmed with how precious those little babies were.  But we all know that it's exhausting, at times frustrating, completely joyful, and everything in between.  But I must say, what I love the most about babies, is how much I love moms.

Go ahead, call me emotional, call me nuts, you can call me any name you want, but I have to confess that when moms get together and they talk and share and be a part of one another's lives I just start crying.  I can't tell you the amount of times that I see mom's out on a walk together, or mom's that I know personally talking and laughing and their kids playing, and it takes every ounce of strength in me to hold in my tears so they do not stamp "CRAZY" on my forehead and never let me babysit again.

But there is something special about women getting together and powering other women.  No, this is not a feminist rant, but instead a tribute.  To all the mom's I know in my life: you are amazing.  Starting with my Mom and followed by the rest...you inspire me.

I had a dream the other night where Cy and I had a child.  We only had one and we were so poor that we had no shoes to wear.  (Real life fear?  Yes.)  Anyway, this child of ours came running out of the other room ( I almost can not believe I am sharing this crazy dream) and ran to me when she saw me.  I seriously loved that girl in my dream so much, and I woke up thinking about how much I loved her and I loved being a mom and that I loved having no shoes.

So of course, you can see the many fallacies in this story, especially that I loved not having shoes.  I have two on my mind right now that I want if I get any extra babysitting jobs.

But also, I woke up thinking how cute this little tike was.  Seriously I was overwhelmed with joy about how cute my kid was.  Sometimes I think we are doomed cause we both have very pronounced features and so for sure the child will have a big forehead, HUGE eyes, a receding hair line, and be really long and lanky.  But this girl, she was ADORABLE.  Funny thing though, she was a carbon copy of me when I was a child.  Oops...guess I am not so mommy-selfless yet after all.

But just so you know, Mom and other moms in my life, I love you, appreciate you, count you as heros, and you make the miracle of being a mom something to pray and hope for.  You are strong, you hold to your convictions, and you have more love than I knew possible.  Thank you.

In this post:  Mom (best friend, and the best mom)  Gail  Mendrop, Lori Lewis, Ali Bray , Kristen Howerton


Kristina P. said...

What a sweet tribute!

Brianne said...

Tear.... such a beautiful blog Bon, thx.

joyful. said...

this is so sweet. love it.

Anonymous said...

This IS a feminist rant...and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. <3

Kirsten said...

hi! i came across your blog today :) i think this post is a sign that you just might become a mommy soon!

Ali said...

how thankful am I that "Miss Bonnie" is the person I get to leave my precious muffin children with? Bons, you are such a gift to our family! I am so thankful for you. And, I agree with Kristen, you just may be having your own little tike soon. :)

Kristen said...

You are so cute! I love how you love my kids. You are gonna be an amazing mom some day.