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Maximizing Motherhood Love Begins with "S" by Maureen Pearson (Maureen's bio) Send this page to a friend How excited I was to get tickets to hear and see the President of the United States! It was the evening before while watching the news that I remarked to my husband that I would love to hear the President speak in person. With the current election campaigns, President George W. Bush was going to be less than an hour away campaigning for local politicians and tickets to the rally were free. What a great history lesson for my school-age children, I thought. I picked up our tickets the day before the rally and I looked carefully at the type: The State of Florida Welcomes President George W. Bush. This is incredible, I thought, as I recognized the political importance that the position of President of the United States holds in our country, but also around the world. I emailed family and friends with the news that we were going to hear and see the President of the United States. This was democracy and freedom to have this country's leader accessible to the people. The morning of the rally started like other Saturdays but something told me that perhaps my plans were not going to fruition. Was it really the best choice of our time that day? I mean, we have a toddler who just weeks before sat through a six-hour dance competition quietly and patiently. But taking her to a political rally among thousands of people? Part of me hoped that my husband would suggest my taking our eldest daughter to the rally or my going alone. He did make the suggestion of my attending the rally alone, but there's been so little family time that I knew he really didn't want me to leave. Midmorning I realized that I was not going to hear the President of the United States in person. Instead, my husband and I and our daughters spent the morning together buying a new bed for our toddler, a soccer ball for our eldest daughter and doing other errands. We surprised our kids (and ourselves) by going through a fast-food restaurant drive-thru for lunch. That treat was followed by a trip to the local public library for children's books and videos. When we returned, we talked about our purchases and reflected on our morning. It was spontaneous and fun. While my toddler napped, my five-year old daughter and I went to the back yard to play soccer. As she dribbled the ball across the backyard, she giggled, Mom, I love you. Those words were far more important than any the President of the United States could have told me that afternoon. I realized again, the sacrifices that motherhood involves. And the reaction from my daughter reaffirmed that the best choice had been made.
Copyright 2002, Maureen Pearson. All Rights Reserved. Used by permission.
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