A Woman's Work – Brooke Basically Blogging

Harrison and I would dance to Dear Mama by Kanye West. I think Kanye lost it after his mama died. We don’t jam out to Kanye anymore for many reasons. Which brings me back to Tupac.

Say what you must about Tupac. May he Rest In Peace. But his lyrics had meaning and made you think. You can call him a thug. But that thug had a bond with his mama.

I’m not going to blog about how much I love my mommy. I tell her that everyday. I don’t need a special day to remind her. I gave her a self directed drawing that my students did for their mom and that was her card signed by the kids and I. Then I greased her palm, as the old people would say. That means I gave her some money in her hand. She was just as happy as I was when I got aluminum foil and ziplock bags for my birthday.

I’m not going to tell you about the joys and pains of being a mommy. If you follow my blog or know me. You know the bond I have with Harrison and Sydney. Each bond is strong and different for a reason.

This is for the mamas that think no one sees them. I see you single mama as you struggle to work and provide for your family. I know the sacrifices that you make. I can see that you are one step away from breaking down. Yet, you hold your head high anyway.

I see you mamas that are grieving this year. You are grieving the loss of your mother. Some of you are grieving for your mama and she’s still here on Earth. Take a moment to celebrate your mama in heaven. Share your favorite memory. If no one will listen I will.

I see the mamas that are sick now battling cancer, mental illness and life. We are praying for you and lifting you up. That’s what mamas do. We stick together and not bring each other down.

I see you mamas that are missing a child that was taken from your womb or this life too soon. You are feeling a pain I can’t relate to. But I see the joy as you continue to be a mama to your other children. I see you and I love you.

I the mamas that long to know the feeling of having a baby grow in their womb. I know the sadness Mother’s Day brings along with the most rude questions from people we love. Walk tall tomorrow mama! Yes, I called you mama for a reason. Speak it into existence.

I see you mama about to deliver your first child. Anxiously awaiting, excited but terrified. And you should be. I like to keep it real. Your life is about to change. Your mind, body and soul will never be the same. It’s not about you anymore. Shift your mindset.

This is my favorite group of mamas. These are the aunties, play cousins, friends that have supported me my entire life. I’m celebrating the woman that take on the responsibility of other people’s children and love them unconditionally. You are true women of virtue and love.

Each year I discover a new revelation on Mother’s Day. We are all mothers on Mother’s Day. So kick back relax, have a drink and do you boo!!!

I love you ladies with all of my heart. 😘