Happy Mother's Day

I am not sure what life was like for Albert Einstein. He was born in 1879, 92 years before me. Did he call his mom Mommy, Momma  or Mother?  Did she take him to play at his friend's house or make crafts with him? Did they bake cookies together or go on nature walks? Was he raised at a time when a mother would goof around with her child and tease him?

Did she teach him life lessons that lead him on to what he was so well known for? Did she accept his brilliance or tolerate it? Did she answer his questions day-in and day-out with a smile on her face? Did she teach him how to love his wife and family? Did she teach him to respect others and speak kindly? Did she appreciate his quirky character and crazy hair?

It was said: When Albert’s mother, Pauline Einstein gave birth to him, she thought that Einstein's head was so big and misshapen that he was deformed! Must have been "all those brains".

She had to have done something right to raise such a man of brilliance and success. Us mothers aren't perfect, boy do we know that. But to raise a child who would see value as more important than success, is a job well done.

 

I love my kids for so many reason and am so thankful for their individuality. I am proud to be their mom, momma, mommy, momzi! I love my Mom for all she has invested into my life and for teaching me how to be a good mom. I am thankful for Julie, my birthmom, who chose life 41 years ago.

 

To all the mother's I know, Happy Mother's Day! Keep fighting the good fight!