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A Mother’s Day Challenge…

Mother’s Day is a wonderful thing. Although I never get what I ask for…one day of the girls not fighting; it’s still pretty sweet. I am blessed. The day I became a mother (for the fist and second time), I was fortunate to have excellent health care, during my pregnancy, and then at childbirth.

Oh, I had it good! Attentive nurses. Caring doctors. Clean sheets on the bed. A private room. Three meals a day. Two days stay in the hospital to rest. An epidural.

Because we are so blessed, we forget, or not know, that women around the world aren’t so fortunate when it comes to childbirth. We like to think that all women are treated with the same level of care and dignity we experience in the United States.

In Haiti, the Western Hemisphere’s poorest country, women have a very different experience when it comes to childbirth.

In Haiti, where maternal mortality takes the number one spot in the Western Hemisphere, millions of women are too poor to have access to basic maternity health care. They are too often left to go it alone. (Do you remember how scared and anxious you where when in labor?) And, those who can afford health care, well, the birthing conditions are unimaginable by American standards.

Haiti Birth

Source: Rage Against the Mini Van

Pictured above is a Port-Au-Prince hospital birthing room. Remember, these are the mothers who are fortunate enough to afford health care!


One out of 93 Haitian women die during childbirth.

73% deliver without trained health workers.

In the United States that ratio is 1 in 2,000 women die during childbirth. Less than 5% give birth without trained health workers. (Source: Heartline Ministries)

And, that doesn’t even go to say how many babies die after birth in these hospital buckets. If they don’t break their neck from the fall, they drown in bodily fluid collected in the buckets, or they are born premature and the family can’t afford prenatal care.

When did it become okay to treat women, mothers in this manner? It breaks my heart that women around the world are treated no better than an animal. They are herded into unsafe and unsanitary hospitals like cattle. Money is not available for but one doctor and a few midwives in attendance to care for a whole room of laboring women. Family members are not allowed in the birthing rooms for support, or even to help care for their loved one. They are alone. Need a Cesarian section? If you don’t have the money to pay for a better hospital then mom and baby most likely die.

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Here’s my Mother’s Day challenge to you:

In honor of Mother’s Day help Mothers in need so that they may one day joyously celebrate their pregnancy and birth.

Will you join me?

May I suggest giving to one of these organizations below who are inspiring change for Haitian mothers and babies.

One small thing can make a big change in a mother and child’s life.



Sources: Catherine Porter/The Toronto Star, Rage Against the Minivan, Livesay Family Blog, UNICEF

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Thank you, Mom.

Thank you for all the sacrifices you made as a single mother raising two daughters.

Thank you for the wonderful memories of Christmas. And the Easter baskets that were always stuffed with chocolate.

Thank you for raising us up in faith, even if we left it for a while.

Thank you for putting up with my mood swings growing up. Now that I am the one dealing with mood swings from my own daughter…you were a saint! Please tell me your secret.

Thank you for the “country memories”.

Thank you for letting me move to Denver and spread my wings, even though I am sure it hurt to watch me go.

Speaking of Denver, thank you for the credit card. Without it I would have been living in my Ford Escort with Elizabeth!

Thank you for never giving me unsolicited advice.

Thank you for nursing me back to health that time you came to visit in Denver, it ruined your vacation, I know.

Thank you for accepting Glenn as your favorite son-in-law.

Thank you for all the emails.

Thank you for showing me how to “give until it hurts”. You never turned someone away who needed a roof over their head.

Thank you for being my mom.

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Motherhood is tough.


MOTHERHOOD: It’s the hardest job in the world. It’s the most thankless job in the world. We are grossly underpaid. It’s the most important job we will ever have. There are no manuals to prepare us for it. Sure, there are books…a lot of books...but none are concise. So we are really left to just wing it. There are no sick days, paid vacations or promotions. We will be yelled at, have food flung at us, complained to, maybe hit or kicked, cried on, ran to, ran from, hugged, kissed, hated, puked on and loved, all at any given minute. And we say we wouldn’t change it for the world.

Or, would we?

First of all… I would get paid! Paid big time. I would get a paid vacation, preferably to a topical island sans kids. And for a minimum of 2 weeks, thank you. I would have a maid to keep the kids’ rooms clean. No more digging out an endless stream of dirty socks and candy wrappers from under their bed.

The only kind of wine in my house would be the red or pink kind. A healthy dinner would magically appear on the table before anyone had a chance to have a melt-down from hunger. And a meal that the kids would eat, without complaint.

And lastly, I would wear designer heels, meet my hubby at the front door, drink in hand, when he came home from a long day at work, because all would be perfect in the world.

{Sigh.} A girl can dream.

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dear mom,

Dear Mom,

People have said you have “earned your wings” when you get to heaven. It’s because of your kind and giving heart. You would never let anyone be left out in the cold without a home. I can’t even remember how many people you have opened your home to because they had no home of their own, including Ron’s 5 grandchildren and their mother when they lost their home. You have done this all while home-nursing Ron with ALS and still holding down a fill-time job. Now, these 5 kids have become your own grandchildren. When Ron was diagnosed with ALS you never questioned whether or not to take care of him. You asked, “How can I not?” I know you had dreams of your own and how your life would be with him; growing old together and watching the grandchildren running and playing. None of this is to be. You never imagined your life would be this difficult but, yet, you have withstood it all and continued on. Your faith in God has kept you going. Remember: He does not give us more than we can handle. You always put others before yourself. Your faith is an inspiration to me and other who have know you. I know there is a reason why you are here on this earth and you don’t need to wait until you get to heaven to wear your wings…you already have them. You are a guardian angel to so many people that your wings will be well worn! Every life you touch is richer for it.

I wrote this to my mom in 2005. Five years later it is still true. She is still caring for Ron (who needs 24/7 care because of ALS) and his grandchildren. She does it because she says it would be wrong not too. I was once asked in a job interview who I admire the most. I said, “My mother”. I think the interviewer was expecting me to say “Oprah” or some other celebrity. But it is true. People who give everything to others, especially those who get nothing or hate in return, are the people who inspire me. Happy Mother’s Day!

Love, your daughter

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Mother’s Day.

This morning I was greeted by Alex, who climbed into bed with me to snuggle. I love when she does that…as long as it’s not at 1 a.m. & I don’t have to work the next morning. My girls were so excited to give me their Mother’s Day gifts which consisted on a handful of M&M’s in a baggie (which I had to share), a pair of purple flip-flops, and a pink summer robe (strangely, I keep finding in Alex’s room). We attended Church later in the morning with the Darnell’s. We were all bummed with hearing the news that Pastor Stan was leaving the Church. He was elected and accepted the position as Oregon Pacific District Superintendent for the Nazarene Church. Basically, he is now the pastor to the pastors. Pastor Stan is really why I love this Church so much. His sermons are always uplifting, spiritual and entertaining. Sometimes I think he would rather be a stand-up comedian than a pastor because of the jokes he tells. The person delivering the news talked about following your “calling”. A part of me is happy for him and understand that he is going where he is needed (it’s God’s will) but, really, I am sad at the same time. He will be missed and hard to replace.

My little sis called to tell me she is ENGAGED! My sister has a wicked sense of humor so when he proposed she said “no”! Kidding, of course. The poor guy had to have been crushed for a second. I am so happy for her! I guess this means I need to get out to Kansas to meet this guy…before the wedding.

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motherhood…it’s tough

I had a conversation with my girlfriend that got me thinking about my mother friends. Why does it seems that the “media” today tend to criticize us mothers for the job we do? To often mothers are told what we are doing wrong rather than what we are doing right; there are several reality shows built on this very concept. After I had Alex, advice (mostly unwanted) came from all over. She was colicky… “…put cereal in her bottle”. “You fed her peanut butter before she was 1 year old? Are you crazy?” “What? She still is on the bottle? She is 1 year and 1 day old…take that bottle away already!” I spent the better part of her first 2 years second-guessing myself. And, too often we mothers are even quick to judge other mothers. Be honest; what happens when you see a kid having a super-sized meltdown in the super market? You think, “Where’s his mother?!” Or the baby on the plane that won’t stop crying. “Mom, shut that kid up!” Of course, we say these things to ourselves, or at the very least under our breathe. And don’t forget when a kid does something horribly wrong, it’s the mother that gets most of  the blame for not raising her child right. (Just think Columbine. The media here was very critical on the mothers of those 2 boys.) Last time I checked dad had something to do with raising a child too.

Let’s face it, Motherhood it tough. Sometimes it’s down right brutal.  I am the first to admit I am not a perfect mother. I yell when I shouldn’t. I curse at the wrong time and then my 2-year-old repeats it. I let my girls eat cake and spoil their dinner. But I do good mother things too. I tell them I love them every single day. I make them wear their bike helmets and buckle them up in their car seats. I teach them right from wrong, to have empathy for others. I make them eat their veggies and nurture their self-esteem… and to be gentle with our pet mice so they don’t squish them.

My point is this: Let’s focus more on our “good” mother qualities and less on our short comings. No mother is perfect.I have yet to meet a mother that is perfect. So, to all my mother friends, know that you are a good mother. You, like every other mother struggles with “mommy guilt”, discipline issues, balancing motherhood and womanhood, and we do all this without pulling our hair out, strangling someone or with the paparazzi taking our picture. We do it everyday. Be empathetic to that mother having a “bad” mom moment because we’ve all been there. (I was once that Mom on a flight from Denver to Kansas City with the screaming baby. It was painful for me too!) Enjoy your children because someday you will miss this. Give yourself a break, pat yourself on the back and repeat after me…Happy Mother’s Day to Me!

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