Why should you appreciate your mom after Mother’s Day? I always appreciate her. Not only did she go through the pregnancy where I caused her pain, discomfort, and many other issues, she raised me. Anyone that devotes their life to another human being, to raise and care for them, deserves the world.
My mom may have only been 19 years old when I was born but that does not mean she was a bad mom. She did everything for me. She gave me baths, made sure I had food to eat every day, she took me to dance, karate, and sports practices and came to all of my recitals and games.
She comforted me when I was sad and enjoyed when I was happy. She also blessed me with the biggest gift with a twist ever. My brother. She gave me the kid that I love to hate and hate to love. She gave me the opportunity to be an older sister. Without her, I could be an only child. Yes, my dad was involved in that but he didn’t carry my brother for nine months.
My mom was also there for me when she needed someone herself. When my parents were going through their divorce she never faltered at being a good parent. She still made sure I was on time to my dance practices. She kept her head up for my brother and I when she could barely do it for herself.
Also, during high school she was there with me through my One Direction obsession, my first boyfriend and breakup, my friend issues, my boyfriend issues and anything in between. She always kept my spirits high. She bought me the cardboard cutouts of the members of One Direction when I wanted nothing else. She high fived me when I told her I broke up with my first boyfriend. She always told me she couldn’t wait to head to college to replace my bad friend with a good one and then cheered me on when we stopped speaking. She let me cry to her when I was going through boyfriend issues. She even helped me when my car didn’t pass inspection and I couldn’t afford the bills even when I wanted to pay for everything involving my car on my own.
To my brother she makes sure he has everything he needs for his sports from cleats to and unlimited supply of Gatorade. She does everything he needs. She gives him his space on a bad day. She lets him run around the neighborhood all day and doesn’t complain too much when he comes home smelling like he hasn’t showered in weeks. She makes sure all of his school stuff is taken care of and when he has a bad day and his anger issues get the best of him, she knows exactly how to handle the situation.
She was the best built in friend I could ever have and I don’t think we should be limited to one day to appreciate our moms. Every day should be Mother’s Day in my book.
