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Caz
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I had to laugh this morning. I don't know whether it is Mothers Day elsewhere, but it is here in Australia, and this morning my kids wanted to give me breakfast in bed.

 

Well, guess which bunny had to bounce out of bed before anyone else to get the morning tablets ready, as my kid has to take his carnitine half hour before food!

After I had been up, it seemed pointless to go back to bed, so I milled around in the kitchen whilst Dad and kids prepared the breakfast, had a lovely chat and lots of hugs and kisses, which makes us Mums feel good.

 

It kind of struck me while all this was going on about all us mums (and dads) doing this stuff for our kids to make a difference in their lives, and I felt really proud of what we are achieving!

 

As a result I wanted to pass on my best Mothers Day wishes to all of you!

 

Everyones support and helpfulness makes dealing with the challenges our kids cope with in dealing with tics and TS so much more bearable.

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Hi Caz

 

Thanks for the nice story and great wishes...ours doesn't start until tomorrow.

 

Happy Mother's Day from me also to all the dedicated mothers here (fathers, you get your wishes later).

 

My best gift for Mother's Day is that my son is just doing so much better with the copper and extra zinc, he has been his sweet loving self and needing much less sleep!

 

Claire

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This is for the mothers who have sat up all night

with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced

with Cherrios and ice cream saying,

"It's okay honey, Mommy's here."

 

Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end

soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.

 

This is for all the mothers who show up at work

with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses

and diapers in their purse.

 

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies

and sew Halloween costumes.

And all the mothers who DON'T.

 

This is for the mothers who gave birth to

babies they'll never see. And the

mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

 

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections

are hanging on their refrigerator doors.

 

And for all the mothers who froze their buns

on metal bleachers at football or soccer games

instead of watching from the warmth of their cars,

so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?"

they could say, "Of course, I

wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

 

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids

in the grocery store and swat them in despair

when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner.

And for all the mothers who count to ten instead,

but realize how child abuse happens.

 

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children

and explained all about making babies.

And for all the (grand)mothers who wanted to,

but just couldn't find the words.

 

This is for all the mothers who go hungry,

so their children can eat. For all the mothers who read

"Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year.

And then read it again. "Just one more time."

 

This is for all the mothers who taught their children

to tie their shoelaces before they started school.

And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

 

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook

and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

 

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically w

hen a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd,

even though they know their own offspring are

at home-or even away at college.

 

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids

to school with stomach aches assuring them

they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls

from the school nurse an hour later asking them to

please pick them up. Right away.

 

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray,

who can't find the words to reach them.

 

This is for all the step-mothers who raised

another woman's child or children, and gave their time,

attention, and love... sometimes totally unappreciated!

 

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed

when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.

 

For all the mothers of the victims of recent

school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

 

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat

in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child

who just came home from school, safely.

 

This is for all the mothers who taught their children

to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

 

What makes a good Mother anyway?

 

Is it patience?

 

Compassion?

 

Broad hips?

 

The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner,

and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?

 

Or is it in her heart?

 

Is it the ache you feel when you watch

your son or daughter disappear down the street,

walking to school alone for the very first time?

 

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread,

from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the

back of a sleeping baby?

 

The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M.

when you just want to hear their key in the door

and know they are safe again in your home?

 

Or the need to flee from wherever you are

and hug your child when you hear news of a fire,

a car accident, a child dying?

 

The emotions of motherhood are universal

and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling

through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...

 

And mature mothers learning to let go.

 

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

 

Single mothers and married mothers.

 

Mothers with money, mothers without.

 

This is for you all.

 

For all of us.

 

Hang in there.

 

In the end we can only do the best we can.

 

Tell them every day that we love them.

And pray.

 

Happy Mother's Day

 

Marie

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