If only we could look at ourselves through our children’s eyes. We wouldn’t see the tired eyes that we ourselves see looking back at ourselves every morning, we wouldn’t see the bit of extra weight from Christmas sitting around our hips that we ourselves wish wasn’t there, we wouldn’t see the frustration at yet another drink spilled that had to be cleaned up and wonder how many more times we must mop up today, we wouldn’t see the exhausted tears that we wipe away as we deal with another tantrum over something that seems so trivial to us.
Instead we would see the excitement of seeing a Mom that we love so dearly every morning, her eyes lighting up to get a too early snuggle despite a night filled with many interruptions of little feet padding through in the middle of the night. We would see a Mom who we admire dancing in the lounge to her favourite song as she swings you around even though her arms are so tired from holding you all day. We would see a Mom who we are so grateful for understanding that we are little and make mistakes, and who gives us a chance to learn new things even though we do sometimes make a mess. We would see a Mom who hugs us and understands just how important it is that we have a blue coloured mug even though yesterday our favourite colour wasn’t blue.
We would see less of our imperfections, and more of how perfect we are exactly as we are. That to our children even our imperfections are perfect, and that we are so loved as their precious Mom.
Happy Mother’s Day. On this special day I wish you every happiness and a bit of a spoil, but most importantly I wish that you will see yourself as your children do. The most perfect mom for them, and so very, very loved.