Being a mother is one of the hardest things a woman can be, but it's also the most rewarding and fulfilling.
It was rather strange to watch my daughter Tina, go through her pregnancy. It seemed like only yesterday that I was holding her in my arms, that she was playing with dolls, dressing up like Madonna, and telling everyone she was going to marry George Michael when she grew up. How could my little girl suddenly be all grown up and having her own baby? When did this happen? When I saw her holding her newborn son in her own arms, smiling down at him, I knew that my little girl was a woman now. More than that... a Mother. I could see the love in her eyes for this new little man in her life. He will change her life completely and forever, but she'll never regret it.
I wished for a moment that I could go back to the day that she was born, and hold her once again. But it's her turn now. And as much as I miss holding my own babies... seeing the happiness on my daughter's face as she gazed into the eyes of her son, made me realize that all the trials and tribulations of raising her, led to this magnificent and unforgettable moment. To raise her to this point, so that she could feel the love of being a mother herself, was the greatest gift that I could have given her.
Now I realize... that that was what it was all about in the first place. Tina doesn't know this yet... she won't until she watches her baby hold his own child for the first time. Just as my mother must have felt when she saw me holding each one of my three kids.
Thanks, Mom. Happy Mother's Day! I love you!