Even after 15 years of motherhood, it still weirds me out at times that there are people whom I am a mother to. Weirder still, those people once lived and grew inside my belly.Someday the people that I am a mother to will have their own little people. Then I will be a grandmother to people. People that wouldn't have ever existed if I hadn't had people. Then all those people will go out and find people to make more people with. That is a lot of people to be responsible for. Seems like only yesterday that I was living with the people my mother is a mother to. I would dream about the day when I would have my own people. I wondered what my people would look like, how many people I would have. So it shouldn't surprise me that I am the mother of people, but yet at times it still seems overwhelming and strange that there are people whom I am the mother to. Get what I am saying people?
A couple pictures of me mothering the cute people that I am "mother" to.
2 comments:
Eve~ I am glad you posted this, cuz I have thought the same thing. Just could never had put it into words like you:) I am glad your mom had people = you! Then you had people = you darling kiddos. And I am grateful to know all 'you people' & have 'you people' in my life! LUV YA!
I've thought about this too, especially since becoming that grandmother you mentioned--grandkids really are evidence that you were somehow a good mother--the fact that the people you made are willing to try and do what you did is a tribute. You'll love it when your grandkids get here (and it will be sooner than you think!) I like the way your mind works.
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