A Mother’s Intuition

By Marianna Boyce

It’s Mother’s Day weekend and my mind is full.  For those who have either lost their mom, or a bereaved mother that has lost a child, I cannot fathom how difficult it must be.  I pray fond memories comfort your hearts, especially this weekend.

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With so many ideas, I wasn’t sure which direction to take.  Instinctively, I began writing about my amazing mom and quickly concluded this blog could not contain all the stories of her loving kindness in just one post.  She is absolutely the best!

Another fun idea was to share my motherhood blunders.  I didn’t write much before realizing I had enough material to write a novel.  As a contributor to Every Woman Blog, there are countless opportunities to share these stories in future posts.

MomAfter writing and deleting several rough drafts, a reminiscent and relative story kept finding its way to the forefront of my mind.  It’s about the day my intuitive mom revealed to me a little secret…

Soon after I married, I invited my mom and daddy over for supper on an unusually cool evening in September.  Mom taught me to cook when I lived at home, but I wasn’t up for cooking a huge meal with all the trimmings.  I made homemade vegetable soup instead.  Everyone raved how delicious it was, and they also enjoyed homemade brownies I made by reading the instructions on the back of a box (wink wink.)  Their praises made this young new bride beam with pride.

After dessert and coffee, I felt nauseous.  Breaking out in a sweat, I thought I’d up-chuck right there on my living room floor, but let not your hearts be troubled:  I thankfully made it to the bathroom just in time.  The best mom in the universe followed me down the hall to help her baby girl.  She placed a cold cloth on the back of my neck, and another one to wipe my forehead as I was hugging the porcelain throne.  I was mortified!  How horrible would it be for everyone to get food poisoning from something I lovingly cooked for them.  Luckily, no one else was sick.

I felt much better after my unfortunate episode, so mom and I tidied the kitchen.  She tried making me sit down to relax, but I stubbornly refused.  She looked at me and said, “Honey, I think you’re pregnant.  There’s something different about you, and I believe you’re going to be a new mommy.”

What was different?  How did she know?

After scheduling a doctor’s appointment, I invited my intuitive mom to accompany me for support.  It turns out she was right and knew it before anyone else.  She was truly ecstatic, and I was scared to death!  Her baby was having a baby.

BabyI was married on July 18, 1987, and my due date was April 18, 1988, exactly nine months to the day.  I am 100% positive that Cody was conceived on my honeymoon night.  There’s a comical story to share in another post how I know that for sure…

We never need a special day to honor our mothers.  We just need special mothers to honor everyday.  I’m blessed to have two.  To my mom, Mary Lee Caldwell, and mother-in-law, Eleanor Boyce, I love you both dearly.  To my amazing bonus daughter Tiffany, remember being a mom is the most difficult, yet most rewarding job a woman can ever have.  You’re a terrific mom!  Happy Mother’s Day ladies.

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