Tag Archive for Mother

Personal: My Mom

My mother had three kids, kept a spotless house, worked in the family business, dealt with laundry down steep cement steps in a dank, unfinished basement using a ringer washer and depending on a clothesline and sunshine, lived through the death of her youngest as an infant, managed questionable activities of her son, and taught independence to her physically disabled daughter. She has been gone for many, many years, but she lives on in the hearts of the kids who survive her. On Mother’s Day, I reflect on her love for us.

A Flag with Great Meaning

Today’s Thursday Thought offers two quotes worth remembering on this Flag Day. Our U.S. flag was adopted today in 1777.

“We take the star from Heaven, the red from our mother country, separating it by white stripes, thus showing that we have separated from her, and the white stripes shall go down to posterity representing liberty.” — George Washington.

When we honor our flag we honor what we stand for as a Nation — freedom, equality, justice, and hope.” — Ronald Reagan

Simple Wisdom from a Simple Woman

I think Saint/Mother Teresa was one of the wisest women ever to live. In today’s Thursday Thought, she looks into our homes.

SAFETY FIRST!

We’re in the middle of feel-good Spring.  It’s the time when we have Spring-Cleaning Fever.  In the process, we notice repairs that need to be done and hazards that need to be un-hazarded.  But what about people who are incapable of doing those chores?  You probably know an elderly or infirm person who lives alone and doesn’t have aware family nearby.  Or a single mom with her hands full with work and children.  And you probably can spare a Saturday afternoon for a visit and safety check.

You can check locks on his windows, doors, and gates, tighten their screws, and make sure they work properly.  You can test her fire, smoke, break-in, and medical emergency systems and put in new batteries.  Or replace burned-out light bulbs (house, porch, outside security light) and frayed electrical cords.  Move those flammable items from around the water heater, furnace, gas range—anywhere there’s a flame.  Clean debris from the clothes dryer (from drum to where the air vents outdoors)—a big, often overlooked fire hazard.  I have more safety ideas if you need them.

Take your kids to help.  Not only will the recipient of your labor be safe,  but also your children will learn that we need keep others in mind and look out for each other.

 

The Mom Project

Women DO get paid the same as men–when they first graduate from college.  The wage gap starts to open up as a woman ages toward motherhood.  Moms make 29% less than dads do in the U.S.

Is a woman less smart, capable, or able once she becomes a mother?  This short video from MomUpAmerica.com answers that question with a bit of stinging humor.

 

 

Why MEN Should Have a Baby Every Two Years

Did you hear about the European study showing that pregnancy altars a woman’s mind for at least two years?  No, not making her crazy, as you might expect.

“The results showed a clear distinction between the first-time mothers and all the other participants – including the new fathers – with a reduction in the mothers’ grey matter volume in the medial frontal and posterior cortex, in addition to the prefrontal and temporal cortex.

“As the researchers explain, these regions of the brain are all involved with social processes such as feelings of empathy and the ability to understand others – what is sometimes referred to as the ‘theory of mind‘.”  (Science Alert article)

The “theory of mind” is a philosophical and psychological term relating to a person’s being able to understand other people’s emotions and mental state, recognizing that each individual is unique in their outlooks, perspectives, and motives.  It’s how we recognize others as human beings and learn to get along with them.

Follow my logic here:  It’s mostly men who run the world as heads of state and military organizations.  If they experienced pregnancy every two years, could world peace be within our grasp?

 

Interesting Fact re: Abuse, Children, and Mothers

According to  Steven Stosny, PhD (founder of CompassionPower), research has revealed an interesting fact: Children who grow up watching their mothers being abused are not only damaged but even more damaged than if they’re abused themselves.

Seems like common sense.  But maybe scientific proof will sink into the minds of abusers who love their children.  And prompt more people who observe such abuse to report it for the sake of the child.

 

 

Little Girl with Apple

In today’s Thursday Thought, a little girl teaches us n important lesson.

 

 

I’m Not Gone Forever

I’m on my way to So. Cal to be mother-of-the groom!  It’s a happy, long-awaited event that I intend to enjoy thoroughly.  My husband and I will spend some time with family on both sides before our return Sept. 8.  Today’s blog, then, will be the last one until Sept. 9.

[Note to burglars:  We have a vicious watchdog and an even more vicious house-sitter.]

See you back here 9/9.  Meanwhile, why not scroll through past blogs.  You might find something interesting.

 

 

 

Personal Note: Two Rings

As you know, I don’t often blog about personal matters (although you get enough of my personal opinions!)  But today I’m sharing my bitter-sweet mood.

Last night my son and his fiance texted me pictures of the wedding rings that they’d just picked out for their Sept. 5 nuptials. I looked at those lovely rings and was surprised at my feelings.

Understand that the “kids” will both turn 30 in a month, and I’ve looked forward for many years to being mother of the groom.  I love my future daughter-in-law, because of herself and because she makes my son very happy.  I think they’ll have a beautiful life together…and give me wonderful grandchildren.

So why the sadness in the midst of my happiness?  I figured it out this morning.  The problem is that I’m a mother and that my son and I have always been exceptionally close, without an apron-string relationship.  And those rings represent the fact that he really is all grown up and about to begin a whole new phase of his life.  And I’m turning my “baby” over to another woman.

So now you know the truth about me: I pretend to be a rational, thinking person but have a side that’s irrational and emotional. Then again, that’s probably part of being a Mom, which is a title I cherish and will never give up, thanks to my son’s loving, caring, sharing future bride.