When I started this post, it was originally going to be about Katie and this old teddy bear of mine that I gave her. But as I was telling the story to her, it became clear to me that I needed to share the story in a different light.
When Tana and I were little, Care Bears were the huge thing. We loved them so much (still do!). However, we was po! Seriously, we were and my mom and dad couldn’t afford to go out and buy them for us. So, my mother had someone that she knew make them for us. Mine was Tender Heart Bear and Tana’s was Grumpy (how appropriate!) 🙂
Anywho, at the time, I don’t think that we knew that these weren’t real Care Bears. My mom’s friend even went so far as to sew the little hearts on their bums for us. And if we did know, I don’t think that it bothered us because we were just so happy to have them.
I’m sure at that young age, we didn’t really grasp the sweetness of these bears being made for us, but at some point I did because I still have it today and as far as I know, Tana still has hers. I gave mine to Katie last year and told her that she had to take good care of it because it’s really special to mommy.
So last night, Katie was sleeping with us, and she brought Tender Heart Bear to bed with her. She asked me to tell her the story about my bear again because it’s “very, very, very special” to her. So, as I was telling her the story, I started to get all emotional because it kinda hit me all at once that Tana and I used to be my mom and dad’s little babies and all of the things that I am feeling and going through as a mother today are feelings that they once had for us. Not that they don’t still have them for us, but we’re all grown up now, so it’s hard to imagine that my parents were ever young and dumb like me!
After I finished the story, Katie says “Mommy, that story makes me feel like I have a rock in my throat and gets my eyes all full of water…”
Well, let’s just say that she has a touch of her mother in her because as some of you may know, I’ve been known to cry over dog food commercials. Or when Godzilla dies. Or when someone holds a door open for me in public. Okay, that last one was a lie, but the others are true! I’m kinda emotional.
So, Mom, if you’re reading this, thank you so much for my Care Bear…I cherish it still today! And thank you for all that you do and have done for me and my family. I know I don’t tell you near enough, but I love you, Mama Toe!
Here’s a picture of the Care Bear on Katie’s Bed, where she always keeps it
And upon closer examination, you can see that Tender Heart is a little worse for wear with his heart peeling off, one eye missing and frazzled hair, but Katie loves it and so do I!
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mamas out there!