Mom's Morning Routine

I thought it was time to start recording some of the stories of my mom. Things she did or said that my children will want to hear. The other day, McKayla was having a rough time and I just sat there and talked to her about her grandma awhile. I told her she had the most important job, she had to be able to tell her sisters about their grandma. She would remember her most because she knew her longest.

That really got me to thinking that I need to start recording the stories I remember about my mom, so when they start asking what she was like, I can direct them to this blog.

One thing that comes to mind for me isn't so much a specific story, but it was our morning routine. When we were in school, she would wake us up around seven. While we were dressing and getting ready she would sit in the living room and drink her coffee and watch Good Morning America. I remember watching back when Joan Lundon and Charles Gibson were the hosts. It is something I can still see, fresh in my mind, as it is something she did every week day for as long as I can remember.

Mom and My Babies Arrivials

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Take your journal and write a story from your life together. A cherished memory, recorded in this way, can help to remind you that your loved one is truly still with you. Deep in your heart, residing there always, those memories, those stories, will comfort you.

This one is from when I had McKayla. Mom was over the moon excited, this being her first ever grand baby. She was almost more excited then me! When it came time for baby to come, she was there during most of my induction and the laboring. Jimmy and I had made the decision that during the birth it would just be the two of us, so mom left when it was time to push. From what she tells me, she was in the waiting area and heard a cry. She knew right away it was her grand-baby! In her excitement to get to the room, she tripped and fell in the hallway. Thankfully she was uninjured, but it is a memory that will always make me smile.

When it came time for Natalie to come, it was again an induction that she was there for most of. I see it now as a HUGE blessing, but when they realized I was ready to push much sooner then expected, my mom was trapped in the corner of the room. I remember asking Jimmy if that was okay, that she stayed during. He could only reply that she didn't really have a choice. Mom was there and watched the second of her grand-daughters be born. I don't remember her reaction, but knowing she was there is an amazing thing to have in my heart.

Then there was Miss Alivia's birth. Because I had been sent home earlier that evening (you can read the whole story here) I wasn't sure it was the time, but asked Colleen, who was watching my kiddos, to call mom and tell her we were going. Mom said that all she did was get some clothes on and hop in the car. Yet again, she was in the waiting area, she'd just arrived, when she heard Alivia cry. She knew, yet again, that it was her grand-daughter. Mom didn't care that she "missed" the birth, she was just as happy to be holding that bundle in her arms.

Those are some memories that I can't ever forget. And now that they are here, my girls can read them and know how very excited their grandma was for them to be here.

Memories

From an un-named child of Lynn's: 

I loved her as my own. I lived at her house 5 nights a week. My mom used to tell me "if you aren't at my home, at least I know your safe here". She is and was amazing. 

You know the last time I saw your mom, I was at the doctors office. I had my two children. My youngest was just months old. She looked at me and remembered me and she said hi. The last thing she told me was your youngest is not too young to go to Bible School. I will pick him up. He is so ready to embrace God. And I looked at your mom and I knew but that's exactly where he should go. 

Your mom was the most pure and beautiful soul I've ever met. Even though she's gone I want you to remember her as the soul that she was. So willing to reach out to the younger crowd. To always bring them closer to God. Your mom had a heart of gold. There is no doubt she is sitting up in heaven with Jesus. Your mom was beautiful and she still is. Your mom gave so much to me as a teenager, she is and was so darn beautiful inside and out.