2007 Mother's Day Contest -- Entries

Submitted by: Tara
Name of Blog / Website: Tara's World

My mother was given this advice when I was a little girl. Yes, the little girl in the story is me. Yes, I remember this bit of advice every spring when my little boys bring me dandelion bouquets with their grubby little hands. Their eyes light up when I express my gratitude over their love offering. I have a steady stream of yellow flowers in my house all during the spring. I do so love a good dandelion bouquet. Enjoy this story, written by my mother and passed on as great advice to me and all mothers of small children.

The Days of Dandelion Bouquets
(originally submitted by Sheila Simmons, Tara's mom)

When I was a young mother I took my little girl to a yard sale. The possessions of a very elderly lady were spread out on tables to be sold. My little girl picked up a tiny glass vase and said, "Mama, this is for you. I can pick dandelions for you to put in it."

I turned to look, and as I did a frail voice caught my attention. An elderly woman said to me, "Treasure that little vase and the little girl who wants it. The days of dandelion bouquets will pass by and be gone before you know it."

And she was right.

Blog / Website Address: http://minnesotamamma.blogspot.com/




Submitted by: Tänia
Name of Blog / Website: Weir Blessed

I was 17 years old and about to graduate high school when my boyfriend asked me to marry him. We were absolutely head over heels in love and had been together for three years off and on. Naturally, we thought that the next step was to get married. We were attending marriage classes through our church and were in the big middle of planning our wedding. Everything was perfect! Then, that “still small voice” spoke to my heart and told me very gently to wait. I did not understand that. How could something so perfect be put on hold? I sought advice from my mother on what this meant? WAIT? My mother absolutely did not think I was ready to be married at all. But instead of telling me so, she had been praying for me. And when I came to her with the confusion I felt, instead of trying to persuade me one way or the other, she simply advised me to listen to “that still small voice and know that God never steers us wrong.” I took her advice and followed my heart. I waited. And just a short time later, God brought the man into my life that I have been married to for 26 years! That simple statement has carried me through many things in my life. I listen to that still small voice and as the years have gone by, God has never, ever steered me wrong. Thank you, Mom! You gave me the greatest gift – Faith!

Blog / Website Address: weirblessed.com





Submitted by: Rita
Name of Blog / Website: A Blog in the Life of Rita

Mom's Book -- When I got married my mother gave me a book that she had written just for me. It was just a blank journal filled with her Godly advice and insight about children, husbands, and Spiritual matters. It was a loving and careful way of giving guidance because she realized the importance of letting me grow up and make my own decisions. A tough thing to do when you’re a mom!

The book was titled, "What I Learned the Hard Way (So You Don’t Have To)" and I’ll just share one of her entries that I've been able to apply to my life:

A good rule of thumb for raising children is to say yes unless you can’t. “Can I finger paint?” (Yes) “Can I go play in the sandbox?” (Yes) “Can I have a friend over to play?” (Yes) “Can I eat this candy bar before dinner” (No)

Sometimes we say “No” just because it’s not convenient for us. We don’t want to deal with the mess; we’re too tired, too busy, etc. But, since these children are the most important of our gifts from God, they come first after Him. So say, “Yes!”

I am so thankful to my mom for doing this. It was not an easy gift to make or give, for in my family we are not always the most forthcoming about our feelings. But now, it has become a part of my mother’s legacy and a gift going on through the generations, for I will not only pass on my book to my daughter, but also write my own and let this generational link continue. Although, I can’t say that the "sequel" will be as good as the original.

Blog / Website Address: http://blog.myspace.com/lvlyrta




Submitted by: Clemntine
Name of Blog / Website: What’s Up Buttercup?

When my oldest daughter was diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy at 13 months after 9 months of painful, expensive, terrifying tests, I was talking with my dear friend Marsha. She listened patiently and asked thoughtful questions. She could sense my feelings of guilt, frustration and hopelessness. At one point in the conversation, I paused. I was spent. I felt like someone had wrung every ounce of anything useful out of my soul. Marsha let the pause lengthen. She broke the silence with a question that seared and soothed at the same time: "Do you believe that God made Hannah?" "Yes," I said flatly. "Do you think He made a mistake?" she continued. "Do you think the Scriptures are as true for Hannah as they are for you and me?" By this time, the tears were coming hot and fast. My response was caught in my throat, closed off by the overwhelming sweet release of being bathed in the Truth.

Then she prayed a simple prayer, "Father, thank You for Hannah and for the ways You will reveal Yourself to all of us through her. Give us eyes to see, ears to hear and hearts of understanding. Amen."

Then she said the phrase that I've written on the first page of every Journal I've had since then: "You do not have what it takes to be Hannah's mother. You are called to bring everything you have to bear on this job and God has promised to faithfully, perfectly make up the difference between what you have to offer and what it takes to complete the good work He's begun."

Blog / Website Address: http://www.clemntineschronicles.blogspot.com/





Submitted by: underthewillow
Name of Blog / Website: Just Stuff

"In all circumstances give thanks, for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus."
I Thessalonians 5:18 (NAB)

My mother lived and breathed this verse. Her life is a reflection of this verse; she was forever teaching us this verse. As I think of her life - and I look back as one mother looking at another mother's past - I don't know how she was able to live what seems to be an impossible command. Yet in every event of her life she was able to stand by those words.

She came to the U.S. from India with only eight dollars. She gave thanks. She left behind her family and her friends. She gave thanks. She worked hard to raise four children. She gave thanks. Even when her baby girl - my sister - was killed in a car accident, she lived that verse. My mother's little one was hit by a van in our driveway. The driver was my dad; the baby only 16 months. As a mother I cannot fathom how she was able to still love God. Still trust God. Still thank God. Yet, I remember her telling me, "In all circumstances give thanks, for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus." Even in that darkest of moments she paused and held on to the one word that is easily overlooked. "In ALL circumstances give thanks…"

It touched my heart then and I vowed to never forget. Now I'm a mother and I can maybe empathize with some of her pain. I only hope and pray that my daily walk with Christ and my vocation as a mother is filled with even a tiny bit of that faith in God.

Blog / Website Address: http://hidingunderthewillow.blogspot.com/




Submitted by: momrn2
Name of Blog / Website: My Quiet Corner

What’s a girl to do when it feels her whole world is crashing around her? She calls her mother. So I did.

I shared with her my daughter’s diagnosis. My mother shared words with me that drove clear to the core of my being. They gave me comfort, hope and determination to take just one more step forward on my journey.

"God gave her to you, because he knew you were the very best mother for her. He knew that you would be able to love her through. He knew you would be able to carry the responsibility. She needs you. You are the only mom that can specifically deal with her individual needs."

There are moments that seem more than this heart can bear, and moments where the rejoicing and excitement of obstacles overcome burst in celebration. Each time I once again hear my mother’s words resonate through my soul... "She was given to you because you are the best mother for her. You have been chosen. You have been selected. You have been blessed."

Those words from my mother have bolstered my own mother’s heart when the road seems too rough, when the valley seems too deep, when the way seems too dark. In those few words I have been given a calling to my mission.

Thanks to my mother and her words, I rise to the challenge of mothering my children with renewed strength, vision and passion. God knew she would be the best mother for me. He knew I would need to hear those very words. He knew she would be the one to provide them, and so He gave us to each other. I am so grateful!

Blog / Website Address: http://momrn2.blogspot.com/




Submitted by: dcrmom
Name of Blog / Website: Musings of a Housewife

When I was pregnant with my first child, I was determined to do my research. I signed up with Babycenter.com to get all of my weekly updates and maternity advice. I read all the books on parenting and child rearing that I could get my hands on. I discussed and debated with my friends ad nauseum all the various child care methods. But wouldn't you know, the best advice I ever got came from the lips of my mother.

I don't recall the time or the place. I wish I did, so I could set the scene. But all I remember are her words. I didn't know at the time how very profound they were. But I do now. And they were:

"Let the dishes pile up in the sink, let the dust gather on the furniture, and hold your baby."

She went on to tell me that time would go by so fast, and to try not to get carried away with everything I would have to do, but just enjoy that baby while I had the chance.

I give this advice to every new mother I know. They can figure out whether to breast or bottle feed, whether to schedule or not, whether to use disposable or cloth diapers. That is all secondary. But my mother's words hold the wisdom of experience, and I've never forgotten them. And I can never relay them to a friend without blinking back a few tears.

Blog / Website Address: http://musingsofahousewife.typepad.com/




Submitted by: Morning Glory
Name of Blog / Website: Seeds from My Garden

My Mother died when I was 23 so I haven’t had a lifetime of advice from which to draw. The best advice I remember from my Mother was given when I commented to her that when I became an old lady, I hoped I would be a “nice” old lady rather than a grouchy, cranky one. Her response was, “If I wanted to be a nice old lady, I needed to be nice on the way to getting old.” Pretty good idea and I’ve never forgotten her words. We didn't have the opportunity to age and grow older together, so I've tried to continue working on that advice.

The picture is of my parents, my husband and me in November, 1971. This is the last one I had taken with her. She died three months later at the age of 52.

Blog / Website Address: http://seedsfrommygarden.blogspot.com/




Submitted by: Misslionheart
Name of Blog / Website: A Place for Everything
Blog / Website Address: http://tootsie.wordpress.com/

The piece of advice my Mum gave me, which I will always remember, is: 'Look after you husband'




Submitted by: Virginia
Name of Blog / Website: N/A
Blog / Website Address: N/A

My mother was a strong, capable, and energetic person who was a stay at home mom with five children. Her best advice to me was best summed up as love is something you do. This I learned by seeing what she did. She cooked and sewed for us. She made the home as beautiful as possible. She got us up and ready for Sunday school and church every Sunday, which told me we were to show respect for our creator and learn the difference between right and wrong. She had a Braille workshop for years making Braille Bibles and asked us to help.

She never forgot my birthday, wedding anniversary, nor my daughter's christening, birthdays, wedding anniversaries, nor any of the other many relatives. As I am now 68 years old, I think this shows remarkable loyalty to family. I shall always be grateful for her loving and generous spirit.




Submitted by: Sandy
Name of Blog / Website: For Reluctant Entertainers
Blog / Website Address: http://reluctantentertainer.blogspot.com

A very important, but not necessarily the most special statement, made by Mom 15 years ago this month was when I came home from the hospital with my first baby boy. I was so frustrated with my nursing experience, as it wasn't working for me. I was tired of persevering so I begged my Mom to please go to store and buy some formula and make up a bottle for the baby. I had given up. My Mom in her loving yet stern way said: You have 2 bottles right there (pointing to my breasts), now use them! Being a strong believer in nursing, my Mom really helped me through a tough time and I was so thankful she didn't allow me to give up!




Submitted by: Katie
Name of Blog / Website: Roses are Red, Violets are Violet
Blog / Website Address: http://katiebod.blogspot.com/

I Finally Understand, Mom

"One of these days you’ll see what I mean." These were words repeated often by my mother regarding her wish for me to experience the joys of motherhood and being a homemaker. "You know I worry about you. You’re always on the go—you need to take better care of yourself."

You know, she seemed to always be right when it came to dispensing advice about my personal life. That’s why her death from cancer in 2004 came as such a shocking blow. We were so much alike and her one wish for me was to experience motherhood while being at home full-time. Not that she frowned upon others who blend career with motherhood—but she knew that I was enough like her to enjoy the challenging but rewarding job of being a stay-at-home mom.

Although my husband and I had tried to conceive for years, it was only after her death that we realized life is too short and pursued the adoption of a 2-yr old boy. The challenges of jumping into parenthood in the “terrible twos” aside, I have never felt more fulfilled. Yes, there are times when I feel like my days are consumed with laundry and meal times, but it’s those little moments, when he learns a new word or gives unsolicited kisses, that make it all worthwhile.

It is nearly 1 a.m. as I write this and I now comprehend what my Mom meant when she said "there is no greater job in the world." In just a few hours, the cycle will begin all over again when the sun rises and I awaken the little boy who has brightened our days. His giggles, sweet voice and yes, even his temper tantrums, are a reminder that life goes on. I may have lost the single greatest influence in my life—but I now have the responsibility, and joy, of fulfilling that role in my son’s life.

I finally understand, Mom.




Submitted by: Krissy
Name of Blog / Website: For the Fun of It
Blog / Website Address: http://www.integritywebsite.com/quirky/


If my mother has passed on a legacy to me, it is one of unconditional love. It is one thing to have it for a child, it is another to pass on your love to your child so they will know without doubt that your love is wrapped firmly around them for life. What a comfort that has been to me! My mother’s love for me has helped me to be a better and more patient mother to my own 3 children. I had a difficult, emotional, hormonally imbalanced time during my teen years. My parents did their best to encourage me, be there for me, offer advice when I sought it, and love me despite my many failures during that season of life. I remember one specific day when my mother let me know there was nothing I could ever do that would cause her to throw me out on the street, not teen pregnancy, not anything. I took her words and placed them firmly within my own heart and pulled them out to review every time I failed my parents or was tempted to do something I knew would hurt them. With my mother’s love as a solid rock in my life I went on to be an emotionally healthy and balanced adult. Thank you, Mom, for teaching me how to love and for loving me.




Submitted by: Paige
Name of Blog / Website: Superpaige's Pad
Blog / Website Address: http://www.paige.ericksonfamily.com/

The Best Advice My Mom Gave Me

My mom taught me many great lessons and has given me some wonderful advice. In face, she’s still teaching me things about how to be a better person and a better mom. But one lesson I remember best wasn't really something she taught me in words, but in her actions.

My mom had been to visit a neighbor and I went along with her. I wasn't very old, probably around 5. As she and this neighbor were talking in the front room, I wandered back to the kitchen, and spotted the two loaves of freshly baked banana bread that were cooling on the counter. That bread smelled so good and looked so pretty, I was drawn to it. I guess I thought if I just picked a piece out of the corner, no one would notice. It wasn't like I was taking a piece off the very top or anything. That piece tasted so good, I broke off another little piece and ate that, too. I don’t remember how much of that bread I ate, but basically ruined both loaves. If they were meant to be a gift for someone else, they were no longer give-able. If they were meant for her own family, they were somewhat mangled, with little nibbles picked out of the corner.

The ladies finished their visit and we went home. I’m sure it wasn't long before my mom received a phone call from this woman letting her know what her daughter had done. When my mother asked me about the bread, I of course denied eating any of it and suggested that it must have been a mouse. My mother didn't yell at me, but prompted me to tell the truth. She was teaching me patience and honesty right then. I guess I broke down and told her that yes, I had eaten it, and I was sorry. My mom must have made some bread or some other food to take to this neighbor, and when we took it over to her, I picked some flowers and gave them to her and told her I was sorry that I had eaten her bread.

My mother was teaching me that it’s not enough to just say you’re sorry, but you have to make it up to them, if possible. Although I felt terrible from what I did, and my mother must have been so embarrassed by my hungry little actions, I was not punished. There was no spanking, no time-out, no yelling. She let me think about what I had done wrong, and I punished myself for my actions. Mom was teaching me to develop my own sense of right and wrong.

After we came home, my mom hugged me and told me that I had done the right thing in apologizing, and she hoped I had learned something. By her loving actions, I learned more than I would have if she lectured me for hours. How grateful I am for a mother who "gave me advice" about life’s lessons.




Submitted by: Coralie
Name of Blog / Website: Life More Abundantly
Blog / Website Address: >http://lifeabundant.blogspot.com/

Sometimes my mother and I didn't get along because we were so different. Sometimes my mother and I didn't get along because we were so much alike. In other words, we were just like every other mother and daughter that ever has been, and ever will be - including my daughter and I. A lot of the advice my mother has given me over the years I had to grow into to realize the wisdom, but the best thing she ever told me was this: "Don’t let the sun go down on your anger." I know it’s a quote from scripture, and it’s a good one to give your 20 year old engaged daughter who thinks she knows everything about life and is about to have her world completely rocked by the realities of marriage to another human being who thinks he knows everything about life. It’s the thing that kept us from separating the first year we were married. It’s the thing that drove us to our knees, when we knew that we were WAY over our heads in this marriage thing. It’s been thirteen years since she gave us that advice, and twelve years since we vowed to honor and cherish each other. We don’t often fight anymore, but when we do, we still won’t go to sleep angry and it all goes back to my Mom, and the best advice she ever gave me.




Submitted by: Kathy
Name of Blog / Website: Mudlark Tales
Blog / Website Address: >http://mudlarktales.wordpress.com/

My grandmother gave this bit of wisdom to my mother, who shared it with me. "This too shall pass" has been our mantra for generations. When the family dog went to doggie heaven and we all mourned, this too shall pass. When my boyfriend dumped me 2 hours before homecoming, this too shall pass. When my bum knee kept me on the bench for the championship, this too shall pass. When that same dear grandmother left this earth, this too shall pass. When tragedy hit close to home, this too shall pass. Through babies with colic, toddler tantrums, when labor was unbearable, when nursing was even worse, this too shall pass. Strength for the moment gets me through, and all of those tough moments build the character that's still growing in me today. Knowing that this too shall pass gives me the courage to give more and give harder when I feel like giving up.




Submitted by: Jean
Name of Blog / Website: Working Momma 24/7
Blog / Website Address: >http://www.workingmomma247.blogspot.com/

When I was younger and worried or stressed about the little things in life such as school or boyfriends. My mother would say "It will all come out in the wash."

I married young at the age of 20. I thought I knew it all and was completely in love and that things would be so easy. I believed this growing up thing would just be like playing house with my baby dolls and Mr. Peanut as my husband. Things were not how I dreamed they would be, of course when is it ever?

Those first couple of years of marriage was the hardest years ever. It wasn't just because we were young newlyweds struggling with a baby, but other life lemons that came our way.

We eventually made our way to greater independence by moving to Texas. Without depending on our parents to get us through we had to learn life lessons on our own. We learned those lessons the hard way with a premature baby and dealing with death of a loved one in 2 short years. Though we never thought we would make it through our difficulties, I always would remind myself of my mother's phrase. Some how 9 years later this phrase still keeps me going even when times are not near as bad as they had been or could be.




Submitted by: Shalee
Name of Blog / Website: Shalee’s Diner
Blog / Website Address: >http://shalees.blogspot.com/

I can't peg down a single woman who gave me the best advice on being a mom. That's like trying to pick out your favorite child. If you have only one child, then of course that's easy... I wouldn't think that you would pick somebody else's kid... But if like me, you have more than one mom because everyone's mom became "Mom" to you, then you know you can't make that choice. It's the same for me with deciding who influenced me. I grew up with so many moms that I can't pick one who helped me the most; however, what I can do is describe how I have become the mom that I am from all the great examples that God set before me at just the right time.

From my mother I've learned that relying on God in the good and the bad is always the best choice. No matter what the world throws at you, having hope that God will take care of it gives you the strength to endure. She taught me that mothering is a tireless job that requires energy and patience for the multitude of activities - and I mean a multitude: plays, swing choir, concert choir, gospel choir (one of three white faces in the group, but boy that was fun, lively music!), youth group, dances, social activities… The woman was on the run my entire high school career and never once did she let on that she resented giving up her time for me.

She also taught me the art of giving from what you have happily and that if your husband invites someone over after church for a meal, it's okay to tell your kid to not eat as much (and make something for her later) so that everything would go smoothly and the guests would be satisfied. My mom gave opened her home to anybody, making it a safe haven for any other teen who needed it. She never knew how many kids she would find on her floor Saturday morning since often all my friends would congregate at our house for movies or games the night before. She's also taught me that a mother and a daughter can be good friends, even though they live hundreds of miles apart.

My mother-in-awe has taught me that you're never too old to get on the floor to play with children, that children are gifts from God and that everyone has a part to play in the Christian walk of a child. She's able to see Christ and God in ANY circumstance, item or person. She's also shown me that scriptures are to be a source of disciplining and a source of fun for all family members. She's also revealed to me that it is possible to love your in-laws with an open heart and to make them feel special to be a member of their family. She's also shown me that I can save a trunk load of money when it comes to Christmas because she spoils everyone.

From my "many other moms" I’ve discovered the art and importance of loving other children. Having extra patience for them, a hug at any given moment, a smile or encouraging word or even showing up to their high school plays or concerts will give those children memories to recall as they are in the midst of parenting too.

From all my mothers in the South I've learned that respect should be given at all times, please/thank you or yes ma'am/no ma'am should be ingrained into everyone and if a child misses that area of manners, calling her on it is a good thing. I've also found that hospitality to others, be it a party or someone who needed it on a whim, is fun not only for the guest(s) but for the host as well.

Also I've discovered that when another set of parents take on another couple's children so that they can get away, it's really cool to give them all the sugar cereals that she never got at home. Boy do I remember loving to go to my other mother's house because she would ALWAYS have a special treat like that for my brother and me. Recently I told this "second mom" that I loved going to her house, knowing that I would have a treat, and she replied, "Shalee, we didn't do that with our kids. We only had that treat around for when you came." Now that's love, I tell you!

And from a host of great mothers, I've learned that saying sorry to your children is not something that will undermine your parenting; it is the one way to show children that we're all able to make mistakes and to still grow as people. I've also learned from them that no matter how much time you have with your children, it's never enough. So I try to love on my children, play with my children, sing with my children, get to know with my children, BE with my children as much as possible. I'm not their best friend, but I am someone that I want them to love and trust. Maybe later the best friends idea will come into play...

I've learned through experience that I'll never know everything there is to know about parenting; it's always an adventure of life-learning that I hope will never stop. And I've learned that you can love more deeply than you ever thought possible, even for a self-centered person like me, and hope is always new each morning in the smile of a waking child. And I have hope that I can be the mom that my children and other children remember fondly on Mother's Day.




Submitted by: Christy
Name of Blog / Website: Two of us + 1
Blog / Website Address: http://www.xanga.com/twofus_1/

Her head flung back with laughter or with tears in her eyes? Whispered to a little girl in ponytails, punctuated between teenage mood swings or phoned from out of state to a desperate new bride? Of all the words she has uttered, every call to higher ground, is there one particular statement of advice that speaks more loudly to me than the rest? Perhaps more by her example of tireless guidance, my mother has shown me the importance of being there, celebrating the moment and loving her daughters at any cost. By her unspoken commitment to live each stage of life with us, she has opened our hearts to her counsel. She could give me no greater aspiration than this, to love my children as she has loved -- with unbiased, unchanging, unselfish, motherly love.