A Tribute to My Mama...... a little late

"A Little Late" should be on my business card these days. I have always prided myself on ALWAYS being on time if not 30-45 minutes early (a trait I picked up early from my Father). These days I am lucky if I am on time. So forgive for posting this a few days late but in my mind Mothers Day should be everyday!

Today I am 31 weeks pregnant. As the due date gets closer and closer I find that I reflect more and more on what kind of mother I had as a child. Sure, I could tell you the funny, the sad, or the horrific stories that would either make you pity me or think "damn she had a pretty good life." Which I did. Aside from the occasional teen-age melodrama I had a great childhood. Most of that, okay 65%, is due to my mom. If you know my mom, Linda, you know that she is level-headed, fair-minded, EXTREMELY organized/clean, and has a BIG heart for her kids and their spouses. She almost never says no when I ask for a favor (which is daily these days) and will often move her schedule around to accommodate my needs. She has never been critical of my decisions regarding this baby, and in fact has done her best to become more knowledgeable in the choices we are making. When I first told her that we were having this baby at a birth center with a midwife her first words were "Are you sure, I just don't want to see you in pain." Not, are you sure it's safe, are you sure you don't want a doctor, are you sure..... She was worried about HER baby being in pain.
When I asked her about day care, she said "You are not putting my grand-baby in daycare. I am going to watch her!" When I asked her what I should do about the blue room (we needed to paint) she said "Don't worry about it. I will take care of everything." I did end up helping with the painting but I knew if I didn't want to or didn't have time, she really would have taken care of it all.
There are days when I feel selfish and un-greatful for having her as my mom. I feel like I ask too much and give back too little. This blog in no way gives thanks to all she does but it does share with the world what she means to me. Someday I will thank her with plane tickets to Hawaii (although there is a possibility that Steve and I will go too and bring the baby for her to watch).
My mom and I have an amazing relationship. We talk daily. We see each other weekly. We count on each other for all kinds of emotional support. I am extremely lucky to have her as my mom and hope, really hope, that my daughter and I can have this kind of relationship in another 20 years.
Thank you Mom. I love you.