At the end of my row, with a full bucket, I looked over, not expecting to see what happened next. Big sister gave little sister a strong push on the swings and right there, in the middle of the blueberry farm, my three year old started pumping on the swing for the first time. Up, up and up she went, with hesitant, but determined little legs. Loosing all awareness of who and what were around me, I set my bucket down and started cheering at the top of my lungs. “You’re pumping!!! You’re pumping!!! You’re doing it! Keep going! In! Out! Baby, you’re doing it!”
And then it occurred to me that other people were around. Gaining composure, I looked to my right and there stood a beautiful Mama smiling at me. Laughing I said, “Oh sorry! ……but….she’s pumping!!!”. This Mom had her son next to her and she smiled, “I saw! That’s awesome! No need to be sorry! I’d be excited, too!”
That you guys is why I love Moms and I love our community. When we cheer a little too loudly, over something that might seem small, other Moms don’t give us the crazy eye, they join in.
It thrills me. It makes me want you all (whoever you are), to know that I am SO CHEERING FOR YOU. So cheering for your joy, for you to know your incredible worth, for you to know how strong, brilliant and capable you are. And for you to know that all the little things you do are amazing.Here in the NW Healthy Mama community, I love that somehow over the last year, a space has been created where women from around the area can share about the cool things they’re doing. I love that we love each other and support each other. You all are the bomb. Do you know it? I sure hope you do. I love that while my husband brushes our kids teeth, I can fall onto the couch for a moment and write a short Facebook vent about how my voice literally hurts from talking to my kids all day and you guys GET IT. Not only do you understand, but you share your own tired-voice stories and they are GOOD too! Then when bedtime takes longer than normal and I need to continue TALKING, I smile inside, because I know you’re at your houses saying SO MANY WORDS also.I went to bed the other night thinking about how awesome it is that we as women can love having a clean home and also love the feeling of mud squishing between our toes on the beach. We can love our kids more than anything in the world and still admit that we need a break.
So, thank you to the dear Mom who understood my crazy cheering at the blueberry farm and thank you big sister for volunteering to push your little sister on the swing. You didn’t know it, but today one push was all it took. You were in it for longer, but she just needed you there to get her going……