While it’s not my birthday or Christmas, it’s Mother's Day, and for four reasons it’s super special for me.
Motherhood is the realization of a dream. On one of our first dates, my husband and I went to the village in New York City and we sat and we had lunch. I remember telling him very flatly that I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom and that was my dream. He coughed up his drink and wasn't quite sure I meant. It's something that’s unfamiliar to many in our young, Black community, but I was adamant that I wanted to be the mom who was available to her children whenever they needed me and especially immediately after school. I wanted to make sure that I was at all my kids events. I wanted to make sure that I was the one they could see as a consistent support in their lives.
So for me, Mother's Day is much more than a spa and brunch and flowers - although I like all those things - it's also a celebration of a dream that gradually becoming more and more about legacy. These are my children, and who they become and what they do in the world -- their legacy -- cannot be separated from my dream. I thank my son for making my a mother on August 31, 2004, and thank all my daughters for arriving in summer 2012. They are my legacy. They are my dream.
Happy Mother’s Day!