Motherly thoughts from someone's daughter

I hope I can be everything to Lucy that my mom is to me.

My heart hurts for mothers who are missing their angels in heaven.

Am I entertaining Lucy enough every day?  Does she get enough physical therapy, enough intellectual stimulation?  I can't just let her play with her toys for a few hours.

My house is a perpetual mess, despite my husband's best efforts, because I can't just put Lucy in front of toys for a few hours.

I think I'm creating the monster I swore I never would by caving to Lucy's demands - I have to work on that.

I wish I knew what the future will hold.

Once you start being a mother, you never stop, no matter where your children are.

To be a mother is to relinquish control of your life as soon as you've attained it, basically.

I thank God not only for the blessed life we live, but for giving me the ability to view it as such and not be constantly bitter.

Often I try to count the number of times Lucy smiles in a day, but I always lose track.

When I was younger, I could never understand why my mom asked for things like new towels for occasions; now I do, and that makes me happy.

I consider it a huge blessing to have both my daughter and my mother with me on Mother's Day, and any day.

I love them both unconditionally and irrevocably.

Happy Mother's Day.