The art of mothering…motherhood is an art, did you know that?
When a woman becomes a mother for the very first time, it’s like an artist sitting in front of a blank canvas picturing something beautiful to paint.
When your child is placed in your arms for the very first time, he or she is a blank canvas waiting for you to paint with love, understanding, protection and trust. As your child grows, so do you. As you “paint” your child’s world, they are also painting yours.
There is nothing more beautiful than the colorful portrait of a child gracefully reflected in the eyes of their mother.
“M” is for the million things she gave me,
“O” means only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the tears she shed to save me,
“H” is for her heart of purest gold;
“E” is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
“R” means right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER,”
A word that means the world to me.
–Howard Johnson (c. 1915)