mothers day poem

Hope You Had a GREAT Mothers Day

by Chavah Kinloch on May 11, 2009

I hope all you Mums, Sons, Daughters and Husbands out there had a great Sunday celebrating Mothers Day! Mine was actually celebrated over the entire weekend. After a Friday night sleepover in the lounge with my littlest boy who had started throwing up in the middle of the night I spent most the night awake just watching him and remembering how much of a miracle he is. There was a moment during the night, just before he fell asleep where he rolled over, pulled up his blankets and looked at me. I smiled at him and he waved at me then closed his eyes. It was just one of those ‘perfect’ moments. If I could, I’d relive it over and over again.

Saturday morning, I hadn’t had much sleep when I heard my oldest son moving about in the hallway. He’s always the first one up, even if he’s had a late night. I closed my eyes and fell asleep for a brief second then awoke to him saying “Mummy, I made something for you.” Confused, I looked up and there he was standing over me with a handmade Mothers Day card. I started sitting up and saying thank you as he tells me “I did it all by myself”. I look inside of the card and I understand what he means. This year he’s come leaps and bounds with his writing, before now he just wasn’t interested. Inside the card it read “To Mummy, I love you because you give me cuddles. Love Nas.” It’s officially the best card I’ve ever received! I’ve had some really nice cards too. It just made me so happy to see the whole card filled with letters that make up actual words and a sentence that pretty much sums up my relationship with this little guy. Ever since he was born I called him my little cuddles because that’s all he ever wanted to do. Then we watched cartoons and waited for everyone else to wake up.

My daughter slept in but once she was awake aand realised her brother had given his card day early, asked if it was ok for her to give me the gift she’d made too. I of course said yes and out she brings a lovely laminted poem with her handprint. I flipped it over and on the back she had written the sweetest story about me! I had to laugh when I read “sometimes she gets angry with me”. Kids huh, they only speak the truth lol. The rest was about things I don’t even realise I do but she noticed. Helping with her homework, helping her clean her room, playing games together etc. It really made me feel like I was doing something right. I love being a Mother. Who knew it’d turn out like this.

We went out later that day and my gift from my husband was….. A NEW CAMERA! It was the one thing I actually wanted and needed and I just love it. Now I can learn how to take photos without just using ‘auto’ hehe. I’m so excited to share some new images with you all.

It’s a Canon PowerShot SX10 IS

Sunday morning…. Mothers Day…. I got to sleep in! When I woke up the house was spotless. What more could a woman want?! I had a great weekend. I hope you did too.

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It’s a Little Bit Early

by Chavah Kinloch on May 1, 2009

But in honour of the upcoming Mothers Day… I read this once a few years back and stumbled across it again today.

Before I was a Mom

Before I was a Mom,

I never tripped over toys

or forgot words to a lullaby.

I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.

I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,

I had never been puked on.

Pooped on.

Chewed on.

Peed on.

I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.

I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,

I never held down a screaming child

so doctors could do tests.

Or give shots.

I never looked into teary eyes and cried.

I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.

I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,

I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put him down.

I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt.

I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.

I never knew that I could love someone so much.

I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,

I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body..

I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.

I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child.

I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,

I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.

I had never known the warmth,

the joy,

the love,

the heartache,

the wonderment

or the satisfaction of being a Mom.

I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much,

before I was a Mom.

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Allow Me to Reintroduce Myself...

My name is Chavah. They say for a relationship to work you need a dreamer and a realist. I am the dreamer. My dreams are what I MAKE my reality. I am passionately curious, sometimes awkward and I have a somewhat ridiculous but infectious laugh. I live in the deep south of New Zealand, married to my realist husband. I need him, he keeps it real... like realists do. I spend my days raising four out-going children, it's as exhausting as one would imagine. Currently I live and breathe transforming my body into a powerful weapon. It's my new found love, so if you need me - find me at the gym. Actually don't, I dislike talking while I'm training. I've been described as eccentric, I quite like that. The definition of eccentric is 'deviating from the recognized or customary character, practice'; that sounds about right. I'm the crazy creative type, well actually I'm not that crazy. I know exactly what's up but I am creative. I'm an Artist that's exhibited extensively throughout NZ and sold pieces internationally but right now I'm busy raising children so instead my creative tendencies have been refocused on up-cycling furniture, redecorating my home, event planning and writing.

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