HavingÂ Katy kids of my ownÂ really does help me see how much my mom did for me
Today, I stand in the kitchen surrounded by sugar cookies. Â They’re out of the oven, half-iced, and cooked unevenly because I’m still learning to roll dough correctly (after 29 years!)
All of the baking and rolling and icing makes me think of my mom. Â It’s too true that we don’t fully appreciate our own moms until we ourselves are moms. Â
My mom used to make sugar cookies at every major holiday: Halloween, Christmas, Valentine’s, Easter… she’d bake them and then let us help ice them and add the eyes and decorations as we saw fit. Â When I was a kid, it looked like this:
(Skipping in from careless play)
Mom: I have cookies, you want to ice them?
I never realized that “I have cookies” meant she’d spent the last 2-4 hours mixing, rolling, cleaning… I never stopped to think that she had a million other things going on. Â It was just cookie day. Â Man, I love that lady.
This got me thinking about other things. Â Like the fact that if I brought home 1 or 14 friends, she’d order pizza for us or hand out candy bars like a vending machine or have fresh baked brownies. Â Like the fact that I had more experiences in my youth than most people have their whole lives. Â Like the fact that she constantly had a new art project, a new science experiment, or a new pet for us to use as we learned through play. Â And she did it all for us, all without ever having anyone fully realize the depth of love and effort she was pouring into us, every single day.
I take being a mom more seriously than any other job I’ve ever had. Â I love it, I throw myself into it. Â If only I can give my girls what my mom gave me.
Today, I appreciate my mom.
What about you? Â What is it that you appreciate about your mom? Â Post a comment below.