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HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, With Love...

Dear moms,
I have just had a lovely Mother's Day. My son lovingly woke me up this morning with this single rose, bear and card. He followed that up with the deepest hug and a slew of "why I am so lucky to have you as my mom" sweet nothings. I was done. My heart was bursting. He even blogged about it...Seriously

He loves me unconditionally, wow! He loves me with every part of who he is and it is so beautiful and real. So why am I going on and on about this uninhibited show of affection from my child? I guess because I don't have this kind of love for myself. Yes, over the years, I've learned to "love me," but am still working on being in love with me. Loving me with zero inhibitions, blindly and completely unconditional.

The big blessing of this day is that I am one of the lucky ones. Besides the obvious roof over my head, food in my belly, employment, internet, free will etc..., I get to be told everyday that I am loved. I get to look into my sons eyes and see the mirror of the love I have for him reciprocated back to me. I look at him and see the me I want to be. Powerful stuff right? So powerful that for this next part of this journey to self, I am going to work on loving myself with no inhibitions and unconditionally. I am going to look at myself each morning and tell me why I love me. Why I deserve this love and Why I am blessed to know and love me.

Mother's Milk (Nourish, Nurture, Sustain & Build)

In this self love moment I will be doing my best to embrace a big part of strengthening my voice. The writing I do/have done has been nourishing in the journey through Mother's Milk, but self love is, I believe the nurturing part of my mother's milk journey. Does that make sense? I hope so. Post your thoughts and input please.

Oh and Happy Mother's Day, with love to from yourself to yourself...

Comments

  1. mellenMay 9, 2011 at 8:00 AM

    hello!
    I only just discovered your blog, and I love it! You got me cryin' with this one this morning.
    :)

    I likely have much to say, but first I must digest...

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  2. RobbinMay 9, 2011 at 8:05 AM

    Very well spoken. Keep sharing with that passion you possess and your goal you'll obtain. I look forward to the many insightful words you will share.

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  3. MothersMilkWorldMay 9, 2011 at 2:31 PM

    @Mellen,
    Thank you so much for your words...Thank you for being open. Digest Digest Digest

    @Robbin, thank you for always supporting. I'm keeping it moving

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  4. cha cha's momMay 15, 2011 at 8:00 PM

    Loving ourselves can be hard. I am often so willing to fixate on whatever negative has happened. What if I used that energy to focus on the good? What if I gave myself a freakin' break? What if we were as nice to ourselves as our truest friends want us to be? ooooo - thank goodness for exercise, meditation and kind smiles from kind souls. Have you heard of the film "I Am"? It's a documentary with folks like Desmond Tutu and Noam Chomski. Even the interview with the filmmaker that I heard on NPR was healing. xoxo thx for inviting me to your blog.

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  5. MothersMilkWorldMay 15, 2011 at 10:55 PM

    @Cha Cha's mom, thank you for posting. I hope you have given yourself a break. That is my daily battle. I haven't heard of the film, but I will definitely be checking it out. Continue to be fabulous!

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