As I do my best to practice mommy-ing my fur babies while they are sick this week I hear her familiar voice running through my head. I cannot hold their hair back while they get sick but I can rub their bellies. I cannot take the bug but I can take care of them and give them what is best to help them overcome it.
Three long nights of up every couple hours is nothing in the long run. It does not compare to the 33 years my mom has been there for me and it will not compare to the many years that I will be there for the sweet baby growing inside me today. But it is a start, and it is the best I can do for my dogs who are no longer the spring pups they once were.
I'm so grateful to have a wonderful mom. I'm grateful to have her as a role model and to have her voice with me at all times. I'm grateful to know it will all be ok in the end even if some of the hills are not my favorite along the way. I'm grateful to know that I am doing my best for my dogs and that here is plenty of backup if I need it. I'm grateful to know that my being here for them goes a long way toward the healing process even if I cannot physically make them better in an instant. And I'm grateful to celebrate the little victories with them and look forward to the little victories of the baby to come. I'm grateful to be turning into my mom!
What is your favorite memory with your mom? In what ways do you help others to heal or find comfort?
May today bless us with guidance. May healing energy fall upon all those in need. Have a beautiful day!