Wow, I cannot believe it’s going to be mothers’ day in a few days. It’s my second mothers’ day and I am so grateful to God for the blessing of being called a mom. Is it such an honor you know? To have someone refer to you as their mom, although my daughter is still 15 months and says mama but can’t say much, it’s still so precious. I always look back and wonder how I have been able to help one tiny human survive when I still consider myself a little child lol. Mothers are so amazing, right? When I think about mothers, I always think about the fact that I have two mothers and how amazing they are. My mom and my mom-in-love. They are both inspirational women in my life in their own special ways.
In this post, I have teamed up with ThirdLove and Every Mother counts to talk about a strong woman in my life that deserves to be recognized. Since I can only share one person, I will share about my wonderful mother.
Her name is Abiodun Soyombo. She was born exactly on Christmas day, can you believe that? She is such a phenomenal woman in my life, where do i even begin? You know sometimes, you do not appreciate some things your mother has done till you become a mother yourself. I remember when she came over when I had my daughter. She was such a blessing. She and my dad would watch my baby in the night so I and hubby could get some sleep. She barely got any sleep and would finally catch up on sleep when I wake up and take my daughter from her to rest. She cooked so many meals and forced me to eat so I could produce enough milk to breastfeed my daughter despite how tired she was.
My mom is such a prayer warrior OMG. She can pray the heavens down. She would pray all day and all night. I remember some days back home, I would get back from school, we lived in an apartment and when I got out of the car, I would hear her voice praying and I am like “omg this woman trying to embarrass us lol” Little did I know the power of a praying woman. She loves God so much its crazy.
She is a strong and confident woman, many people call her their moms because she draws everyone close to her. Now, she is very tough, and I mean tough but she disciplined us with one hand and drew us close with the other hand. Mom ensured we were not spoiled while growing up especially whenever my dad wanted to spoil us. She loved and loves all of us so much and gave so much to see us grow up. Sacrifice is her middle name, whatever it took to give us the best in life, education, trips abroad. Sometimes, I think about it all and know there is no way I could ever repay her for all the love and care.
She is my gist buddy, we talk nearly every day even though we now live in different countries. Sometimes on rare occasions, we may not speak for 3 days and she calls yelling “why haven’t you called me all these days, we haven’t spoken in ages” and is like but we spoke 3 days ago. But yea it truly feels that way because we talk so often. It’s so hard to stay mad at her because then I want to tell her something or ask her something. My mom instilled the importance of family into us and of marriage. I remember in school when kids were doing things considered wrong and I thought to jump in, I would hear her voice ring in my head and immediately back off.
She has impacted my life in so many uncountable ways that I cannot even place a price on, from all the love and sacrifices she made so we could have a great future. Sometimes, I think of all her sacrifices and I tear up just knowing how priceless they are and that all i can really do is pray for God to bless her in ways only he can do.
I pray to be a great mother to my kids and to set a great example to them like she did for myself and my siblings. I am proud to call her my mom!
