Mother’s Day will be here shortly and for most moms it will be filled with some sort of surprise given your children’s ages. A single mom with no support from anyone else cannot rely on someone to take their child shopping for a gift for you, but that is okay. The best gifts are made from the heart with their own two, sweet, little hands. Providing your kids know it is Mother’s Day they will be busy preparing something special just for you. Your job is to pretend that you know absolutely nothing, that you see absolutely nothing, and that you hear absolutely nothing.
Moms can spot anything amiss a mile away. Their super sensitive hearing abilities also make them aware of the goings on in the house. As well, the antenna that we moms possess on the tops of our heads can detect trouble or distress from even the opposite end of the house that your children are on. This is why that even though we are going to be seeing things and hearing things taking place, we have to play dumb. Do not spoil your special “surprise”, Mom. You cannot even smile if you happen to suspect something because your children will know what you are smiling about.
Here is a typical Mother’s Day that I remember in days gone by: My child is sitting nicely at the kitchen table coloring a picture. I see him out of the corner of my eye, very carefully, writing something underneath his hard work. He is totally lost in making this look perfect just for me. I look straight ahead and a smile almost breaks through, but I am able to contain myself. “Bless his heart”, I think to myself, as my eyes start to well up with tears. It is a precious sight. He was doing it just for me and you know, although I will treasure the hard work that he put into his picture, the one thing that I treasure even more is the look on his face as he carefully wrote on the bottom, “To the best Mom ever, I love you very much.” Many, many X’s and O’s were on the page as well. That moment was priceless and the sheer effort on his face is one that will forever burn in my mind. I look up toward the sky and all I can utter is, “Thank you for giving him to me.”
Angel Lynn writes in weight loss, single parenting, and health.