Tomorrow’s blog is for my mom and my grandmother… plus my kids’ godmothers if I have the energy. But today is about somebody who helps Mother’s Day happen for ME.
That’s me, George, and our dear friend Maureen. She has taken care of me through eight pregnancies and delivered five babies (the only one she missed was Danny…) so she’s a big part of how I’ve come into my vocation of motherhood.
Maureen has been right there beside us through this breast cancer journey, too. When my very first biopsies came back positive (13 out of 13 chunks they took out) she left her office and drove over here to tell me so that I’d not learn this bad news alone.
Then to top it all off she’s part of the cooler fairy brigade… so yesterday when the kids were finishing off her tomatoes with basil and mozzarella and right before George finished the cream cheese frosting on his carrot cake cupcake that she’d made, one of them grinned at me and said, “Hey mom, Dr. B. delivers babies AND food!”
You’d think with the complicated pregnancies and high-maintenance deliveries she’s worked so hard through she’d be relieved to see my childbearing drawing to a close, but instead she just keeps on supporting my motherhood. She sent me this today:
Maureen, thanks for the laughs, and the babies, and the Tex Mex casserole, and just for being there for us through everything. See you Tuesday!