I reposting this writing this morning because it is Mother’s Day and I want to celebrate again the Froster Moms, Adoptive Moms and all the Moms of the world today.




Last year, Mother’s Day found me temporarily raising my one year old granddaughter.  My friends and family were very quick to tell me what a wonderful person I was to take on this responsibility.  But aside from the very real physical hardship of raising a one year old (try getting up off the floor at 65), I really felt nothing but love and a kind of awe that I had been given this opportunity to mother another member of my family.  But as any Grandmother can attest, you fall in love with your grandchildren as easily as you fell in love with your own children.  So, really I was living a lie.  I wasn’t this super wonderful person taking on this responsibility – I was just a grandmother loving a granddaughter.

This year my granddaughter lives with my son and daughter-in-law.  And I want to dedicate this blog to my daughter-in-law and all the other mothers in the world who love with their whole hearts a child who has come to them another way.


These women are true heroes.  They open their hearts and give much needed love and guidance to a child who they did not carry under their hearts.  These wonderful women don’t shrink from giving this love and taking on all the hard work of raising a child while living with the possibility that the child may end up being taken away from them.  To paraphrase Brian Andreas – they wake up every morning and love the child all over again.  And getting up every morning and loving all over again is really the definitive explanation of what a mother does.  She slays the dragon of the everyday hard work of raising a child and wakes up every morning and loves the child all over again.

Happy Mother’s day to you beautiful heroes.  Like spring, you give the gift of renewed hope and beauty to this world.


Sending my love to all mothers,


About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

6 Responses

  1. Bernadette,
    Thanks for this very sweet post. I don’t think foster moms or step moms, get nearly the recognition they deserve!
    I have never married and came to motherhood through foster/adopting my two sons, who were students at my school. It was and is hard work every day, even though they are now 19 and 21. I think there is huge wisdom, then, in the Andreas quote. I really admire people who do foster care over and over, with many kids. I’m not sure I would ever be able to do that.


  2. What a touching post. You captured perfectly the very essence of motherhood in a way I’ve never considered. Making the choice to love again — each and every day. I join you in saluting the foster moms. Cheers to them!


  3. Thanks for recognizing all those who mother children. My sister has six adopted children, so I understand a bit about waking up every morning to love all over again. And foster moms – how do they do it? Love so wholeheartedly children who they know are only with them for a short time! They are walking angels among us.



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