The Mothering Daughters Experience: A guest post from Mom

Today’s post is particularly dear to me. It comes from my own precious Mom, a Mom that knows what it’s like to love raising little girls. She raised three, and I fall in the middle of my two sisters. Read as my Momma reflects on the little things that she remembers, those fast years when she had her three girls under her roof, years that seem like only yesterday.

What do they say about Mothers of three daughters?  There’s a special place in heaven for them. I don’t know about that, but anyone that has had three teenage girls probably knows something about that little saying. I really didn’t have it all that bad, just girls and all their issues. You know what I mean; picking at each other, fighting over clothes (one pushing the other down the steps for taking her clothes without asking), cars, makeup, and of course boys! Those were the trying times, but we made it through. Most people say they would rather have boys, not me! I loved my girls from the very beginning.

With my first daughter, I was living on Okinawa, Japan, and I was 20 years old.   Their Dad and I were pretty much on our own. The day I had that precious girl was literally one of the happiest days of my life. Back then I said it was the happiest, but then I had the other two, and they proved to be just as joyful. When I first saw that baby girl of mine (Mary), oh my, I’ll never be able to explain how I felt. They could not keep me lying flat. They tried to make me, but I would not listen, I couldn’t help myself! I was just so excited.  I finally had something that was pretty much all mine (her Dad might beg to differ), but I really felt like she was just mine. Mary was always my buddy, and I always told her that she was born old; she acted much older than her age. I do believe Mary was the most like me, and to this day she says, “I turn into you more each day” and she is also the one that looks most like me too!
Then my second girl came four years later. We thought she was a boy! I’m sure glad she wasn’t, what a second joy she was. You talk about a girlie girl (Amy)! There was not a sweeter child on earth! We could not go to the store to get something for her without also leaving with something for her big sister, Mar – Mar! If Mary was my buddy, then Amy was my companion. My husband (Amy’s Step-Dad) and I could not go out to eat without her. Amy would leave us notes, “don’t go out to eat without me”. Amy was a momma’s girl, where Mary was out to explore the world. Mary couldn’t wait to go to college, but when Amy left we both cried. I couldn’t believe my homebody girl was going so far away. I remember the day we took her to college, I really felt like I was leaving my lamb in the lion’s den. I must have done something right because by golly she showed us all and did wonderful!
Last but not least was my third happiest day of my life. My Elizabeth was not really planned but wanted as much as the other two. The thing about my Elizabeth is she looks NOTHING like her mother. I don’t really think that is fair, since I was the one that did all the work! That girl of mine looks just like her Dad and his family… she is a beautiful girl. What a joy she has been, always kept me laughing and still does! Liz was my thumb sucking, hair twisting baby and I loved every minute of her! Her sisters (especially her oldest sister) did not like it, but Liz and I didn’t care. I figured she wouldn’t walk down the aisle with that thumb in her mouth.
What this all sums up to mean is girls are so much fun, and I’ve enjoyed mine from the day they were born. All my girls live away from home, but we love it when we can all get back together again. I truly hope everyone has the memories with their girls that I have had with mine. I’ve loved every minute of every day and I wouldn’t change anything (I did get lucky and get a stepson when he was five, and I’ve loved every minute of that too). These 38 years with my girls have been wonderful and it has been my honor being their Mother!

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