A Southern Momma on Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day in the south is full of beautifully dressed ladies, perfect hair, delicious food, thoughtful gifts, and ornery little children doin’ the best they can to mind their P’s and Q’s! You DO NOT make momma raise her voice on Mother’s Day ya’ll!!!
Mother‘s Day always falls on the second Sunday in May and usually involves a church service full of motherly love and a feast afterwards! She should not have to lift a finger all day! She probably will because she can’t help it but, it’s your job to make sure she knows she doesn’t have to. A small token of appreciation showin’ your mama how absolutely amazing she is for putting up with your shenanigans all year-long!!
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In my 7 years as a mother to Abby and Asher, I have woken to flowers, breakfast, gifts and days full of love! Nothing is better than being surrounded by my beautiful babies excited to show me surprises they have been working on! Handmade gifts are my absolute favorite and I cherish them the most! Momma’s are always happy to receive flowers, yummy food, jewelry, cards, and anything crafted from the hands they helped create. What she wants most though, is acknowledgement. Acknowledgment of all the unspoken things she does for you that go un-noticed throughout the year. A simple heart-felt thank you, and a nice big hug will do just fine!
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I’m not only writing to talk about how you should shower your momma with gifts on Mother’s Day (Which you absolutely should!!!) but also to express all the reasons I am in love with being a mom. It is the most important part of who I am, sometimes to at the extent of wondering if I’m anything else.
Mom, mommy, mother, momma, ma, mum, mumsiethere are so many variations (more I’m sure I forgetting to mention) of the word that means the most to me. All of which, I will always answer to…despite sometimes wanting to drown it out after hearing it 500 times in a row!! I will never take being a mom for granted, always cherishing it more than any other word.
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Being a mother means so much more than just giving birth to a child. Caring for and loving another soul even before seeing their beautiful face is an indescribable feeling. Wanting to be there for every step, every new discovery, every triumph, and every fall, every heartbreak and moment of self doubt. Through the sadness and tears I want to be there to wipe them away and hold them tight. Being there to teach, discipline and encourage while filling their lives with laughter, huggles- a hug + a cuddle (a beautiful little word Asher decided is ours), and lots of kisses is just the beginning of what I want to give them.
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I am painfully aware I won’t be there for all life throws at them. My biggest job as a mother is to make sure that they are prepared for those moments. Hoping all the love, I have given them, whether it be caring or tough love has prepared them to be strong. I hope they learn how to overcome obstacles on their own. I want them to know I will be here to teach them respect, not just for others but for themselves.
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Remembering that my choices as a person are most evident in the reflection of my children. Revealing who I am in the moments that I think no one is looking. My children see me in all stages of motherhood, womanhood, and spend their lives watching me grow and evolve, just as I do with them. I know I won’t always do the right thing. I will fail and say the wrong thing at the wrong moment. I will make plenty of mistakes but I will apologize when I do. I will be unafraid to be imperfect.
Letting them see I am human, and don’t have all the answers. The way I handle myself and treat others in those moments is what matters most. Letting every experience, good or bad, be a stepping stone to being a better person. Not letting triumphs make me blind and failures drag me down. I will always be here for them with my whole heart. They come first. They mean the most. They are always the most loved. My world revolves around being the best Mom I know how to be and to understand this a process of learning as I go. I build on my success and failure. This it only a small part of what being a mother means to me. As I grow with my children my definition of being mom will continue to change and develop.
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The curious and adventurous people they have become inspire me every day. As an artist and photographer, I get so much joy using my art to capture every moment I can to express the beauty of their souls. It’s amazing to see so much of myself revealed in who they are, at the same time the uniqueness of their personalities shine through! Truly life’s greatest joy.
“Mama, I love you!”Mommy, watch what I can do!!!”I just need my mom.” Are the words I live for. The words I will never tire of hearing. I will cherish and honor being a mother every single day. I feel that Mother’s Day is not only about honoring your momma but, also acknowledging the gift of being a mother. What an amazing gift and truly incredible honor it is!

It’s Spring in the South Y’all!!!

There is so much to love about springtime in the south. After a long dreary winter the anticipation of spring is always an exciting time in Arkansas. March begins the season of rebirth and breathes life into everything!

As the days get longer the flowers awaken from their winter slumber. Beautiful drops of colorful buds peaking from their hiding places grab the warm of the sun and fills the air with intoxicating aromas. Backyards are covered in a sea of yellow daffodils and tulips of all hues. The blooming dogwood, magnolia, and cherry blossom trees are a sure sign that spring is here! Hints of brilliant green moss start to blanket the earth, covering the browns and grays of the landscape. Everything starts to come back to life, bringing with it colors only spring can give. 

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The excitement of my gorgeous magnolia tulip tree blooming is the highlight of March at our home! The beauty of its pink flowers swaying in the wind are magical. I look out my window to see finches, cardinals, blue jays, and woodpeckers who come from all around to sit in the limbs of her branches. A smile comes across my face at the sound of sweet chirping in the air. The happy exchange of seed for their beautiful songs brings with it a warm welcoming of old friends.

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Spring is the start of open farmer’s markets and evening concerts on the lawn of the downtown square. Hikes on the Ozark trails and barbecues at the lake fill the weekends with much-needed time outdoors. The simple pleasure of backyard gardens and the joy of first harvests make living in the south during spring beyond delightful!

Being southern is enriched by the changing landscape and all the beauty that comes with living in such a beautiful ever-changing place. Spring reminds me that there is always a time to start over, that the end of somethings is always the beginning of something new, and rebirth is the loveliest time to grow. Life has a way of happening whether you are ready for it or not. I’ve learned that you have to find the beauty in it and let it breathe life into you. Take things as they come and live life to the fullest! 

Spring in the south is my favorite time of year! There’s nothing like southern hospitality and I invite you with open arms to enjoy the beauty of the south though the eyes of a born and raised southern girl! Grab a glass of sweet tea and stay a while!

North is a direction, the South is a way of life!