Tonight even though my brain and heart are heavy with all the political crap going around this nation that is pure and simple an assault on women and children, (A bill plotting the demise of Planned Parenthood, (yes, it passed the House); cuts in education funding for political reasons; a racist billboard campaign, (yep, we’ve got one in Austin too, right downtown, I almost had a wreck when I saw it)… Even with all of this bullshit on my mind, I have another submission of love to give you. I am really fucking pissed off at what is going on in our country right now. And I have more to say on these topics. But for now, I want you to think about loving your babies, because quite frankly, the world needs the next generation to be a nation of children who were loved; who know it; and feel it. Clearly, the Republicans in office right now did not get enough love when they were little and they’re terrorizing women and children now. Go hug your babies as if the future of our nation depends on it. Honestly, I think it does.
And with that I give you our next poster, Jessica Graham, one of my Austin AP mama buddies. Jessica is 31 years old; she was born and raised in Austin. She is a lover of music, babies, and pugs. But not in that order. She has a beautiful and brilliant 1-year-old daughter named Keiran. She blogs over at http://theawesomejessica.blogspot.com/
The way I show my 1-year-old daughter I love her is simple. I tell her
every chance I get. For as long as I can remember my mom and I always said “I love you” to one another every chance we got — at the end of every phone conversation, in person, on greeting cards, little random notes, and in messages through my Dad.
This left me with a feeling of knowing that no matter what, I knew that my mom loved me. Love is not something that should be assumed or taken for granted. I believe that if you love someone you should tell them and show them all the time. I love my daughter more than I’ve ever loved anyone or anything. It feels so good to tell her that I love her, to give her kisses on her sweet little cheeks, and to hug her for as long as she will let me and whisper “I love you” into her ear. Right now she has no idea what it means but I hope
that someday it will be just like all the things I teach her, “the cow says moo,” “A is for apple,” and “Mommy loves you.” She will know what love is, because mommy showed her.
I recently lost my mother and we were not on speaking terms for the last year of her life. Our love and commitment to showing each other love no matter what, surpassed even that last year of not being in contact. We would send the “I love you” message through my dad from time to time, and because of that and a lifetime of loving affirmations and affection, I have never doubted her love for me, in life or in death.
It is an amazing feeling to feel someone’s love for you even after they are gone. My mom always told me that I would never know how much she loved me until I had my own child, and now that I feel that ever powerful motherly love, it makes me so happy to show my daughter I love her with affection and verbal affirmations. I can’t wait for her to ask me what love is one day and I will hold her close and tell her the tiny space between me and her is love and that no matter how close or far we are from each other, it will always be there.