MY mommy!

Yesterday was my mom's birthday. She passed away when I was 3 years old...she lost her fight against breast cancer. I was so young that I didn't really get a chance to know her, but I still get a warm loving feeling every single year on her birthday.
I'm not sure how you could love someone you never really knew but I loved my mom. Maybe it was from all the stories I'd heard about her; how fiercely she loved me, how she took me practically everywhere she went, how beautiful she was, her pretty smile, or how she didn't need makeup because she was such a natural beauty, or even how much of a prankster she was (she once brought a dead bat into the house to scare her siblings!)...I dunno, I just loved her.

My beautiful mom

I used to miss her a lot more when I was younger...Mothers' Day...any day...every day that a little girl needs her mother...to pick her up from school...to talk to her about boys...even to be annoyingly overprotective as mothers can be....I longed for that so badly. Now that is not to take away, in any way, from the rest of my family who've been there for me. I must say that I was blessed with aunts and grandparents and close relatives that all loved me and contributed in some way, and I am forever grateful. It's just that sometimes nothing beats having your mom there, you know? (Ok MINUS the mommy dearests lol).

I sometimes wonder what life would have been like if SHE raised me. I could never understand how some daughters and mothers don't get along, while others are practically best friends. I wonder what kind of relationship my mom and I would have had.

I mean here she is trying to get through to me and clearly I'm not listening...I'm focused on my photo op! (see pic below)

Mommy and me

I know that everything happens for a reason, and for that reason alone I find comfort.

I now have the opportunity to share a life with my son. I have become the annoyingly overprotective mom, I give him waaaaaay too many kisses (and he has CLEARLY protested - believe me!! lol), I tell him I love him every single day and I try to be the best mom I could be. It's not always easy or fun, and sometimes I KNOW he wishes he could ship ME to Madagascar or somewhere but hey HE HAS TO DEAL WITH IT......at least until he moves out! lol

Me and my M

And by the way I was VERY proud of my baby pictures until one day I showed my brother-in-law who said I look like a baby hippo!

(The more I look at this pic I think I DO resemble the hippo from Madagascar ! That little s**t! lol)