This Mother’s Day, I’m working with Clever Girls in support of Macy’s Heart of Haiti to shine a light on the “trade, not aid” program, which provides sustainable income to Haitian artisans struggling to rebuild their lives and support their families after the 2010 earthquake.
Today is my birthday, making it the day my mother gave BIRTH to me–so her BIRTHday. Happy BIRTHday Mom!
In honor of this special day for both her and I, I decided I would post a few things about my mom and our relationship before I make my own birthday cake.
We have a good relationship. Up until a few months ago, we would talk everyday. She would call me at 3:30 to chat with me as I drove home from my office (using a headset to be safe)! Now, she is working a bit so she can’t always call me during my drive-but she always touches base at least once a day. Sometimes, there is nothing to talk about. Most times there is nothing to talk about but we manage to fill the time with little life details for a whole hour. She knows who I have issues with at my office, my worries and concerns about the kids, my crazy dreams and aspirations. And, she really knows when I am annoyed with my sister. Those can be some pretty good conversations. They go something like this:
Me: Tiff is annoying me.
Mom: Be Nice.
Me: But, mom….she is annoying me.
Mom: Be Nice.
Me: Don’t you think she is annoying?
Mom: I love you all the same.
And, on and on like that. I just can’t seem to get her to take the bait.
The other day, we were chatting during my drive and she started to make me so mad! I felt like I was talking about one thing and she was hearing something completely different. Does that ever happen to you?
We ended our phone chat and started texting back and forth–in an effort to control the emotions. It didn’t really work. We ended up having a text message argument about the dumbest thing. It went on and on. I was being ridiculous. She was being even more so. I showed Aaron the texts and he couldn’t believe how stupid it was. I look back at those text messages and realize that it was so petty and immature. What was wrong with me?
I haven’t talked to her since the petty text argument but today she had flowers and a really cool new spice rack sent to my door for my birthday. Not as a gesture of peace–but as a gift. A gift for her oldest daughter.
She is able to love us no matter how ridiculous we are. She buys us gifts even when we are mean. I hope I can be the same way with the Bean and Rosie when they start to drive me crazy.
Thanks Mom! I love you! Thanks for BIRTHing me!
(All photos from our Summer 2011 trip to the Philippines. My mom spent a lot of time in a life jacket–while Forrest and I spent a lot of time in the water.)
Thank you to Macy’s Heart of Haiti for sponsoring my participation in this “Share Your Heart” promotion. I was selected for this sponsorship by the Clever Girls Collective. All opinions expressed here are my own.