A Different Kind Of Mother’s Day

I’ve made it known lately that I’m not looking forward to Mother’s Day this year. A will be at work, I’ll be home with the kids, and I have no one left that I can do anything for or with. This will be my second Mother’s Day without my mom and since my grandma passed away back in February, the whole holiday seems pointless for me.

I started to get very depressed about it, but after a few people suggested doing something for someone else to celebrate the day, I realized I actually already was.

See, since A is working on Sunday, our “Mother’s Day” will be celebrated on Saturday. Saturday is the day that I’ll be walking for the March of Dimes, in memory of Maddie Spohr. I first walked for her last year and there was never a question that I would do it again, but now it brings a little more meaning.

I walk for Maddie, but I also walk for my mom, who was a complete baby freak. She’d have jumped right on board to walk with me in a minute, if she was still here. I walk on my own “Mother’s Day” so that other mothers can enjoy future Mother’s Days with happy, healthy babies. I have been blessed with healthy babies and it is my privilege to do something so that other mothers and their babies can have the same.

Think of me this weekend, as you’re getting breakfast in bed and giving gifts to the special moms in your life. Say a little prayer that I’m holding up. Say a bigger prayer for the moms like Heather, who are missing their beloved little angels. And if you’re feeling generous, please sponsor my walk and help me raise money to help the March of Dimes.