to you


The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.

~ Rajneesh

I knew that motherhood would change me.

Or at least I knew that it would re-order my priorities.

What I didn’t know was that it would re-order my soul.

I didn’t know that in lending my body to my babies I would surrender my very being to a process unfathomably larger than myself.

I didn’t know that in so doing, I would find faith. And Faith.

I didn’t know that along with my babies’ births would come a vulnerability that would settle permanently in my heart.

That although the physical scars would heal, the karmic chasm would remain open and raw – letting in the extremes of the joy and pain of this life as a mother – unfiltered, unadulterated, unmitigated.

What I didn’t know was that loving my babies would be the greatest gift imaginable.


To those who mother slowly, thoughtfully, cautiously and to those who throw themselves headlong into the messy, sticky, torturous sweetness of it all without ever looking back.

To those who keep a strict schedule and to those who don’t keep a strict anything at all.

To those who home-school and to those who are relieved to see the yellow bus in the morning.

To those who sing in the choir and to those who pray quietly every night at their babies’ bedsides.

To those who bake for hours and to those who stop at the bakery on the way home from work.

To those who hold their children close and to those who can’t wait to meet them – knowing they are out there somewhere, waiting to come home.

To those who mother intuitively and to those who over-analyze each and every decision they make.

To those who write their stories and to those who read them.

To those who have lived through the unfathomable pain of losing a child and to those whose hearts are with them.

To those who shout from the sidelines and to those who coach the team.

To those who pray that someday their child can BE on the team.

To those who have children with special needs and to those who teach their children respect and compassion for those who do.

To those whose children can say, “Thank you, Mom,” with words and to those whose children don’t need words at all to say just that – and so much more.

To those who testify before congress and to those who work for months to summon the courage to talk to one neighbor about their child’s differences.

To those who change the world simply by showing their children the rewards of a life lived with empathy and love, respect and appreciation for their fellow human beings.

To those who know what it means to be reborn a mother.


A very, very Happy Mother’s Day.

25 thoughts on “to you

  1. To YOU,
    The 1 who writes, from the 1 who reads holding a kleenex ready for the tears. From one warrior mom to another, xo.

  2. Motherhood brought us together. I’m so happy it did. Thank you for your open heart and wide-open eyes .. It’s so important to remember all the different kinds of mothers we are.

  3. Again! You’ve done it again! To You! Your example, your gifts, your words that fill every hole and void, and bring so many together on your diary spectrum. Happy to be on/in your spectrum. Thank you AS ALWAYS!

  4. Happy Mother’s Day to you Jess! I wish you a worry free day filled with happy surprises, love, giggles, and hugs!

  5. Mom,
    Thank you for being my Mom.
    I know it has been 13 years since we have actually been together on this actual date. I miss you and love you every day and every day is Mothers’ Day. One day soon we will celebrate this day again together and hopefully with my daughter your grand daughter Julia.
    Wanda Lee Zamora

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  7. I’m crying at work AGAIN, they’re gonna think i’ve lost it for good. I’ve gotta go close my door before anyone comes in.

    Thank you for these beautiful words.

  8. It can be so elusive to find the words to express the deepest, most raw emotions of parenting. This is beautiful. This is me. This is every mother.

    As a mother, as a friend, I thank you for sharing so openly your experience of motherhood. Knowing that regardless of which description above defines each of us, we all have each other when we can appreciate the uniqueness and depth of a mother’s heart.

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