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The one who bears the sweetest name

and adds a lesson to the same

who shares my joys, who tears when sad

the greatest friend I have ever had
long life to her for there is no other

who can take the place of my dear mother

I don’t know who wrote the above poem

either my mother or grandmother had that on a wall in her house years and years ago.
and while my mother and I weren’t best friends, I do love and miss her.

Being a mother now to four grown children still has it’s challenges.
I wasn’t always the best mother and Lord knows I made plenty of mistakes.
Some have been forgiven and some never will be.

I sat in the doctor’s office with my youngest child while she was going through the tests and poking and prodding to become a mother herself and while I didn’t feel old, I felt nostalgic sitting there.
I was 28 when I had her

she will be 21 when she has her baby.
And I sat there wondering, where did all those years go?
how is it possible for my baby girl to be all grown up and having a baby of her own?

My son is 23 and has two little girls.
Three and ten months.
So he was 20 when Keira was born.
It didn’t hit me so much when he was that young having babies.
I suppose because he is a boy.
But sitting there with Emily and looking at her, knowing she is a Mama now.
yes it makes me smile and yes it makes me incredibly thankful to my Lord.
but there is a little part of me that thinks…….she isn’t old enough.
She isn’t ready…..

how can I help her get through this?
it will be tough
It will be painful

It will all be so new to her.

I was 17 when I had my first child.
So I know Emily will survive all of this.
But a part of me still wants to protect my little baby girl.
Who can’t possible be old enough to be a Mama

even though she is.

and I am just so very thankful that I get to be there to help her every step of the way.

Posted September 24, 2009 by Marge in family, God, my loves, ramblings

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