I'll Always Need My Mama

I'm feeling so thankful for my mom.

After returning home from Colorado late Sunday night, I went to bed with the start of a nasty cold and a bit of an upset stomach. That night, I proceeded to wake up at 3 & 6 AM puking and with the sickest stomach. Rob had an early meeting and a booked day, so when Drake woke me up at 9:00, I moaned, rolled out of bed and went to his room only to find that I was so sick and weak that I could hardly pick him up out of his crib. I felt awful.

There was no way Rob could come home, so I called my mom crying and she immediately said she'd be right down. I thought for a moment and realized it would be much easier for her if we went to her house instead of her having to come to ours, so I built up the strength to quickly throw some clothes in a bag for Drake and threw everything in the car. 

We were quite the scene driving 20 minutes to Tremonton. I was crying and dry heaving and needing to get to a toilet immediately. Drake wasn't too happy either as he was still in his jammies and soaking wet diaper from the night. He was starving for breakfast and I kept handing him animal crackers that luckily I had grabbed as we ran out the door. Needless to say, we were quite the mess when we arrived at my moms.

My mom grabbed Drake and sent me straight to her room upstairs to go to bed only after I threw up once more on the way. I ended up spending the rest of the day making bathroom runs every 30 minutes with everything coming out the other end now. No fun whatsoever. I felt so awful.

But I didn't have to worry about Drake or anything else...

My mom took care of everything.

Drake had the funnest time with her.

She checked on me often, bringing Sprite and soda crackers.

Next, homemade chicken noodle soup.

Constantly asking, "What can I do?"

That day's story ends with me sleeping the day away and around 6:00pm suddenly feeling great. 

(I really think I had food poisoning or something crazy)

Since, I was also still fighting an awful cold and had just gotten a call from Robert that he was going to Salt Lake for 3 days for business, my mom invited (begged) us to stay the night. 

We stayed over night and she got up with Drake the next morning so I could sleep in.

We came home on Tuesday to do some cleaning, laundry, and grocery shopping. Then, since Rob wasn't going to be home until Thursday, I decided Drake & I would go back up Tuesday night and spend the next 2 days at my parents.

I had to work Wednesday night, so Wednesday morning my mom let me sleep in until 10:30!!! so that I would feel well rested to work my night shift and hopefully get over my cold.

Then, she watched Drake Wednesday night and Thursday day while I worked and then slept. 

We came home today in the late afternoon.

When I thanked her as we left, she sloughed it off like it was no big deal whatsoever that she had helped and taken care of me and Drake the last 4 days. 

The whole drive home I was reflecting on one of the biggest blessings in my life- My Mom.

I love my mom so much. 

It WAS a big deal what she did for Drake and I and for Robert 

(I know he was very grateful that she could help us when he couldn't).

It's a huge deal that we crashed her life for a few days, but she didn't act like it whatsoever.

In fact, I think she enjoyed it. 

Isn't that amazing! ISN'T MY MOM AMAZING!!!

I know that not all mothers would do that and do it with a smile on their face like it's just the expected thing.

She is a shining beacon in my life that I go to whenever I need ANYTHING- advice, a break, a babysitter, a friend, a shopping buddy, cooking help, laundry help, and the list goes on for miles. 

I honestly do not know what I would do without her. 

It was the biggest relief to know that I could call her and she would drop everything in a second to help me. And I needed her. I've come to realize I will always need my mom and there will always be this little girl inside of me that wants to be with my mom when I am sick because there is no one that does a better job of nursing me back to health and babying me. 

I will always need her throughout my entire life and I'm so okay with that.

My mom has always been willing to drop anything and everything for his kids. I think that's what I admire most about her- her dedication and love for her family.

I want to be that mom. I want my kids to always need me and always know that I will do anything for them. That they are my number one priority.

I'm so thankful for the mom my mom is- she's the fun, funky, crazy mom, but she's also the most caring, loving, dedicated mom. She is beautiful in and out and has taught me so many things.

She gives unselfishly. And she never stops giving.

Aren't we all indebted to our mothers forever...

I know that I so often take her for granted and I'm working on that.

I'm sitting here trying to convey the things I feel into words and I just can't find the right words to describe the way I feel about her.

But, I hope she knows that I love her and that I am so, so, so grateful for her.

And...just for fun.

Look at the silly trouble Drake gets into at Grandpa & Grandma's house while I'm at work.