A poem about Mother, dedicated to all the women that take up the walk of life, called motherhood.

The First moment of Courage
Who will defend them?
The calling was extended,
without formalities;
long before the blood and labor.
when one day, the world would denounce

this berth as joyous, and that heated day was soon.
She struggled with remonstrance,

then came to and said,
“I defend this one.”
Peering at her, the advocates, callously asked,
“What has this object, to your favor?
“It has no strong limbs, no common denominator.”
She corrected the evil and said
“No, not an object, of any mere chance,

but a Being, divine.”
"It moves and its' heart beats and it has a free will, not of mine."
“I am protector; I've been assigned."
The angry voices stirred, hardly settled, like dust
They sneered with strange confidence
that cankered, like rust.
She stood against the powerful reigns and winds,
as they pulled and they pryed.
Clawed at her womb, mocking her diligent pride..
With her head held high,
she repeated to herself, as the women before
"I will save them, from these storms."
Then with all her courage, she did just that.
The multitudes jeered and they scoffed.

“Who are you, to carry that much power?”

She answered with conviction,

"I am called, Mother."

She said it so softly,

though, it fell like Thunder.
The bullies they shook, then divided asunder.

~by Mary Tuihalangingie
copyrighted 2008

I love this recent talk from one of the 12 apostles, this October 2008 for the Womens' Relief Society Conference

To read the whole talk click here
http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-947-37,00.html

You wonderful sisters, render compassionate service to others for reasons that supersede desires for personal benefits. In this you emulate the Savior, who, though a king, did not seek position, nor was He concerned about whether others noticed Him. He did not bother to compete with others. His thoughts were always tuned to help others. He taught, healed, conversed, and listened to others. He knew that greatness had little to do with outward signs of prosperity or position. He taught and lived by this doctrine: “He that is greatest among you shall be your servant.”
In the end, the number of prayers we say may contribute to our happiness, but the number of prayers we answer may be of even greater importance. Let us open our eyes and see the heavy hearts, notice the loneliness and despair; let us feel the silent prayers of others around us, and let us be an instrument in the hands of the Lord to answer those prayers.

My dear sisters, I have a simple faith. I believe that as you are faithful and diligent in keeping the commandments of God, as you draw closer to Him in faith, hope, and charity, things will work together for your good. I believe that as you immerse yourselves in the work of our Father—as you create beauty and as you are compassionate to others—God will encircle you in the arms of His love. Discouragement, inadequacy, and weariness will give way to a life of meaning, grace, and fulfillment.
As spirit daughters of our Heavenly Father, happiness is your heritage.
You are choice daughters of our Heavenly Father, and through the things you create and by your compassionate service, you are a great power for good. You will make the world a better place. Lift up your chin; walk tall. God loves you. We love and admire you.
Of this I testify, and leave you my blessing as an Apostle of the Lord, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.