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Don’t let the name of the day fool you. Every day is MOTHERS DAY. We give up a piece of ourselves when we become mothers, but get rewarded in so many ways we never miss the piece we gave up.

Our time is limited because there’s always this cute little munchkin – or two or more – who need attending to.

As infants, children demand the attention of their mother 24/7. Nights seem to be the worst because the days are so exhausting with feedings, diaper changes, and clean-ups. As soon as our eyes close for those forty winks we’ve waited for all day, there’s a whimper in the distance with our name written all over it.

Once they become mobile we bathe, dress, feed, and get them occupied with a toy. With our dinner plate in front of us, fork paused midway, here come the shuffling of little knees and chatter of non-syllables, with mouth opened wide for bites of our dinner. Aloneness is unheard of in our world now. 

Pre-school age and elementary school age children are always on the go, disappearing around every corner and or doorway. No worry here. Picking up our phone to have a long-awaited adult conversation will bring any little one running and begging for our immediate attention. Try it. You’ll see I’m right.

Once they hit those pre-teen years, they have perfected the eye-roll and the sassy mouth syndrome has taken effect. They know they’ve got us when we bite our tongue often in public for fear of being criticized or thought of as abusing our child. Parenting is hard in these times of crossing the line in officials eyes and taking control of our parental rights.

Now it’s on to high school and those nightmarish teen years. What we didn’t do as teenagers, they will – and more. Will I live through this stage? Will they? 

The college years clean out our bank account and small retirement savings as we give and give and give to that college that finds every way possible to keep our child ‘just one more semester’ more times than once. “Will it ever end?” you ask yourself. 

Finally the day arrives and before us standing in all glory is that tiny infant,  now dressed as an adult, on his or her way to work in a paying job and maybe even marriage with children of their own in the future. Responsibility has taken the reigns! We have succeeded! 

Kids suck the life out of mothers with their constant whining, needing, wanting, mess-ups, and sassy mouths with hands stretched out for our paycheck. Then it takes only one gurgle, one coo, a smile, a hug, a bowl of soggy Cheerio’s served on a tray,  or  an “I love you, Mom. Thanks for being there for me.” to inflate us to whole again.


It’s all been worth the time and effort I’ve put into it! 



About Elle Knowles

Elle Knowles lives in the Florida Panhandle with her husband and off-at-college-most-of-the-time son. She has four daughters, one son, and eleven beautiful grandchildren. 'Crossing the Line' is her first novel. The sequel 'What Line' is a work in progress. Recently published is Coffee-Drunk Or Blind - a nonfiction story of homesteading in the Alaska wilderness with her parents and four siblings, told through letters by her mother and remembered accounts from the family.

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  2. Must be amazing being a mom, and a grandma. sigh…wish I knew what it was like. I just came in and the families on the Avenue made me take pause. It truly is a special day, Hallmark or otherwise. Nice piece Elle.

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