This is the very first time I wasn’t sure if today is Mothers’ Day, or not….I was very sure that Mothers’ Day is always the very 1st Sunday of the Month of May, but on all my 2008 calendars, Mothers’ Day was marked on next Sunday, 11th may 2008.

Some of my friends insisted that its today, others say because 1st of May was on Thursday so it isn’t a complete week, hence today cannot be considered as the 1st Sunday. I was going “huh?”. Simple English made so complicated. 1st means 1st, what has half a week got to do with whether the Sunday is first or not? *Humph*

Anyway, I was looking back at my almost 5 years of parenting life, I was thinking back when was my happiest moment? I couldn’t really pin-point on any date or any event. I was quite surprised with myself. I was thinking, was it the first time I held the tiny little ones in my arms at the labour room with my perspiration trickling down from my forehead, or the very first time they called me “Mommy” or the very first time they said “I love you” without me saying it first to them….?

These moments bring a big smile to my face and warm my heart, but I wouldn’t consider them to be the happiest. I refused to struggle longer to find the happiest moment. I paused. I thought, maybe because of my own childhood, I feel so blessed to have them by my side every single day, just to hear “Mommy” being called out loud every other minute, be it for a request to play, a demand for a sweet or two, or simply just want to hear my resounding “Yes?!” to check if I’m still alive.

Whatever it is, so long as every night before I close my eyes, I could whisper into their ears, speak to their unconscious mind, “I love you baby” and kiss them on their cheeks, I am contented. When the sun rises again the next day, if I could still be woken by Binbin’s morning call, “Mommy, I want milk-milk…” I know I am alive, I am given another day, another chance from God above, to be there for my kids, to be their Mother.

There is an everlasting Chinese song titled, In the Entire Universe-Mother is the only one who is Good (direct translation- I know it sounds weird, like some broken-English, oh, pardon me), it goes like this… (sorry you’ve got to bear with my bad translation for a few more seconds…)

In the entire universe,
mother is the only one who is good,
children who have mother is like gem,
into the bosom of their mother,
they enjoy bountiful blessings.

Children who don’t have a mother are distressed
children who don’t have mother are like grass,
away from the bosom of a mother,
where else can they find happiness?

In the entire universe,
mother is the only one who is good,
Children who have a mother will never know (how distressing that is)
if they do understand
they will smile, even in their dreams