A visit to the supermarket a few weeks ago reminded me that it was that time of the year again - Mother's Day or Mothering Sunday, as it is called in the UK. The aisles were filled with all sorts of attractions which set the siren blazing - I had to keep my children away from them all!!! So when I found myself stepping into a supermarket with my children on Saturday evening, I diverted traffic and avoided the 'danger' zone.
The reason I did this was simply because I cannot bear think of my children worrying about how to get their mommy a gift - who was going to help them do it discreetly. They simply do not have any other adult who would become their confidante. Not anymore. I am their all - their hope, their sunshine, their rain. Hence, the next best thing to do was to protect them and hide them from the horrible world of commercialism.
Yet today, my charming Fantastic Four managed to surprise me with cards and a box of chocolates! How and where did you buy these? I repeatedly asked. They beamed but refused to share their little secret.
It is undeniable that a gift from our children will put a smile on our faces and make our hearts glow with pride. However, what we often forget is that the reward in the hereafter is incomparable and will be heavenly priceless! If only I could remember this every time my voice goes a note higher, or my nerves start twitching. Being a mother is a gift - it doesn't require another gift of recognition, does it?
Initially, I had spent time reflecting on my role as a single parent to the children. How much have I succeeded, and how much have I failed? What more can I do and what else can I offer? The children need to be nurtured and be brought up with love and attention. They also deserve to be given opportunities in life: to run freely in the fields and breathe in the fresh air.
Most mothers dream for some royal treatment on Mother's Day - perhaps a day 'off' from the daily chores (cooking, cleaning, minding), or a day's pampering at the local spa. Aaaah... how ideal! However, if one is pragmatic, then she would understand that a mother can never take a vacation away from her roles as a mom and all that will not go unnoticed!
So, this morning I prepared a fancy breakfast decorated with small heart-shape pointers and mugs of steaming hot chocolate with cream for my children. I did a special prayer for my jewels of amanah, and was filled with the feelings of contentment and gratitudes. I am blessed with four children - Alhamdulillah! Even though my plan to spend special time out with them had to be cancelled due to a call for a meeting by other friends, I know they had a great time today.