Mothers Day

While listening to a lecture in home economics class in ninth grade, her hand stopped writing the notes preparing for the test. She suddenly wrote a name. A girl's name. She did not know anyone with that name. But her heart stopped two beats when she saw the name written on her note pad. She whispered to the girl sitting next to her "This is the name of the little girl I will have some day."

From that day on, she knew positively she would some day be a mother and her first child would be a girl. She already had the name ready!

A few years later when plans were being made for her to marry, she made sure to inform her husband to be that their first child would be a girl and she told him the name of the daughter. Because they were young and they had no idea how long before they would begin a family, he had a difficult time picturing a child, any child, they may have. But he was very content with the name and would be happy if his daughter had that name.

When they knew they were expecting a child she dyed her hair pink and informed all family and friends that the child was a girl. There was no test by the doctor. The color scheme for the baby's room was for a girl. One and a half years after they married their daughter was born. Within hours after the birth the new mother who was nineteen years old, proclaimed "I am a mother now". Her husband and family said "yes, you are." But she said again and again "I am a MOTHER now". For her, this was of such importance it should be announced throughout the city. She knew exactly the kind of mother she wanted to be. She wanted to love her daughter unconditionally, and protect her from harm, and give her freedom to be her own person. She had no idea of the mistakes she would make and the times she would disappoint her daughter but she knew without a single doubt: She loved that child. She was a mother now.

Photo "protecting hands" found on google.