Mother Gave 11 Times

So you think you have it rough?

If you're new to Self Sagacity, you might be surprised to know that I am one of 11 children and the eleventh child to be exact. I am proud of it, because it takes a whole lot of woman to give birth 11 times to 11 healthy children. She gave so much throughout her life that she doesn't know how to accept anything, or be good to herself.

Are you wondering why would anyone want to do this to oneself? My mother lived with a certain religion, was raised in the ages of limited self protection, and not to mention was forbidden to have an opinion, or disagreements with her husband. So for all she knew, that was her fate and her destiny.

She can love like I never could.

Her children are and will always be her every breath, fragile and precious. She took such great care of all of us and gave us so much attention that none of us was ever known to have bruises, or cuts. Broken bones, or scars just doesn't exist in her world. By that I meant any accidents due to her negligence. She was very cautious and always thinking about our safety.

She loves my father in a way I didn't know was possible for a woman to love a man. My father is her world, and still is. He left us 23 years ago in a car accident, and she still talks about him like he is among us sometimes. She talks about how they met. I love seeing her face light-up when ever I teased her about how much she loves him. It is so beautiful yet so sightless. To this day, no matter what wrong he did, he is the perfect man. He is strong and firm about his religion, a good man with a kind heart and endless love and respect for "his mother!"

See, the pig sort of reminds me of how much my mother gave. All of us were breastfed. The only way she knew of giving us milk once upon a time. She doesn't know that I saw her love and sacrifice for us through the image of this pig - until today. One would think I had this special masterpiece made especially for my mom. I wish I could take credit for it because it would have been an appropriate Mother's Day gift for her.
If you count the baby pigs, there are ten and the one that is not feeding must be me - makes 11. Being the youngest, I get the best, so I would wait until all my sisters and brothers have their fill, then I would have mom all to myself. I still got the best prize, with or without any milk!

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers reading this post!

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