Becoming a mother is like painting a pi
cture with my eyes closed.
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to subtle influences from the ego when I decided to become a mother almost ten years ago. I’m sure many parents share that secret and cliché dream of molding an unborn child into an interesting little reflection of ourselves. Yes, I would take my future daughter to art museums, read to her each night, thereby nurturing her love of books, and impart every silly and wise thing I’d learned in forty-plus years.
Then came the day I received my beautiful little canvas. Already ten-months-old, she had a vivid base coat with daubs of color and character. Hey, I could work with that — I had brushes, paints — tools passed to me by books, other mothers, my mother.
In reverence for this chubby, beautiful gift, I closed my eyes and lifted my brush. And as a mother I discovered what I already knew as an artist: The most spectacular works of art paint themselves.
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Suz's Petals 
Geez, Suz, I can hardly see to type because my eyes are blurred by tears. All I ever wanted to be was a mom. I have never taken one day for granted. My daughter and son are my air. Without them, I would not be able to breathe.
What an incredibly beautiful tribute. Thank you for sharing and thank you for the Happy Mother’s Day wish. The same to you!
XXXOOO
Lisa
I echo Lisa…I can barely type through my teary eyes. I became a mom 8 years ago this very day. It is freaking hard but oh so amazing. My daughters fill my life with love and laughter and push me to be better every day. Happy Mother’s Day Suz….beautifully put and so eloquently written. XO. PS- Happy Mother’s Day to you too Lisa.[
@VitaminR – Thanks, girlie! We’ll have to share pictures of our kids in FORKS!
P.S.: Did you order your hat yet???
When I was pregnant, someone gave me these pearls of wisdom about parenting:
1. Never again will you be able to just pick up your purse & leave the house.
2. To be a mother is to have your heart walk around outside your body.
Truer words were never spoken. Happy Mother’s Day to you & the little masterpieces that put up with us.
Beautifully said….”And as a mother I discovered what I already knew as an artist: The most spectacular works of art paint themselves.”
A nice reminder…
🙂
Very nicely written, Suzy.
Happy Mother’s Day!
❤
Hannah