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the mommy's day post

Thursday, May 14, 2009


I’ve been trying to write something about both of my mothers. Well, of course I have to write something about my mother first because she will get jealous if I talk about my mother-in-law. hehe. (she reads my blog btw. :P)

I could write about how much she means to me and how much I appreciate her. I could also write about how much privileged I am to be able to write this as a mother...Alhamdulillah! I could write how surreal it feels and how deeply grateful I am.

I still remember the day Aisyah was born. Like most mothers, it was the happiest day in my life. I remember holding her and it hit me then that being a mother is a life long journey. My patience is tested lots of times. There are days when I need to close my eyes and breathe in and out in a midst of the storm which only a toddler can create. It's complex and daunting but it's also fun. Motherhood taught me selflessness and compassion.

In celebration of the mother’s day and being a mom, here’s some mother hood humour I got in an email:

- My mother taught me LOGIC… “If you fall off that swing and break your neck, you can’t go to the store with me.”

- My mother taught me MEDICINE… “If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they’re going to freeze that way.”

- My mother taught me TO THINK AHEAD… “If you don’t pass your spelling test, you’ll never get a good job!”

- My mother taught me ESP… “Put your sweater on; don’t you think that I know when you’re cold?”

- My mother taught me TO MEET A CHALLENGE… “What were you thinking? Answer me when I talk to you…Don’t talk back to me!”

- My mother taught me HUMOUR… “When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”

- My mother taught me how to BECOME AN ADULT… “If you don’t eat your vegetables, you’ll never grow up.

- My mother taught me ABOUT SEX… “How do you think you got here?”

- My mother taught me about GENETICS… “You are just like your father!”

- My mother taught me about my ROOTS… “Do you think you were born in a barn?”

- My mother taught
me about the WISDOM of AGE… “When you get to be my age, you will understand.”

- My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION… “Just wait until your father gets home.”

- My mother taught me about RECEIVING… “You are going to get it when we get home.”

- And my all time favorite thing–JUSTICE… “One day you will have kids, and I hope they turn out just like YOU… then you’ll see what it’s like.”
 
   





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