First, I wanted to start off by saying happy Mother's Day to all of you brave and talented women out there. Here is an article about moms, which you may have seen a lot of around this holiday. But stick with me, because you may relate to some of my statements more that you lead on to believe.

Now that I am going to be a junior in college (YIKES), I have been through a hunk of life. One of the most important things I have learned is that life doesn't come with a manual, but it does come with a mother. Honestly, I don't like reading directions out of a manual anyways, so a mom is sufficient for me.

We may all agree to disagree that Beyoncè is our queen, but I am a firm believe that the title "mom" is a title just above queen. That's right, you don't have to have mad dance skills or a killer style to be ranked above a queen. "Mom" is a very broad title as well. The three letter titles such as C.E.O or C.O.O are powerful, but have you ever messed with a M.O.M? Not only can they "fire" you, but they can say the phrase, "I brought you into this world and I can take you out of it!" A bit harsh, but good intentions.

Moms have the privilege of raising some kiddos (especially my mom who raises some pretty cute ones ;P ). They teach their kids loads of information from the day they were born. Children are what mothers live for, they are their pride and joy. With that being said, I have witnessed first hand what a worried mother can do. Mom's have a very skilled attribute called "worrying." They have perfected this skill and they practice it every day. When a mom worries about their children, watch out world. If their child is sick with wild symptoms, you best believe that mom is going to find out all of the possible outcomes. A worried mother does better research that the FBI.

They are also our biggest fans. Clichè? Maybe. But very true. If I got a good hit in softball, you could bet your bottom dollar that my mom was dancing, jumping, yelling and acting out other embarrassing physical activities while in the stands. The pure passion for their kids to do well is amazing, yet sometimes they are oblivious that they are in a public place. But hey, that's okay. Nothing like a crazy, loud mom yelling at a track meet to brighten up your day.

Somehow moms know everything. Don't ask me how or why, but they just do. Or at least they pretend they do. The research the prove this statement is all of the times we have asked our moms ridiculous questions, particularly over call or text.

- How long should this chicken be in the oven? It looks brown, but how brown should it be?

- Is this suppose to happen to my body?

- Can I take this much Motrin with this other medication?

- How do you get a Mac n' Cheese stain out?

- If I have a runny nose, a weird cough and a fever, I am dying? It just feels different than a cold.

- Can you make my dentist appointment?

- Can I use Windex on this?

- Have I got a rabies shot before?

- Does mascara expire?

- I ate my hamburger and it had pink in it, am I going to die?

- I think I have strep throat. Can I send you a picture of my throat?

- Is this outfit "business" enough?

- I forgot my charger, can you run it up to me?

And somehow, they always have an answer. Incredible.

Another thing that never ceases to amaze me is how do they always have everything you could ever need in that purse? Kleenex? Got regular and ones with lotion. Hand sanitizer? Got peach and palm breeze. Gum? Check. Calculator? Check. Phone charger? Got it. Two dollar bill? Check. Hair brush? Of course. Hair spray? Well, duh. Water bottle? She has got one for each kid. Nail clippers? Yup. HOW?!?! and most importantly, WHY?!?!

Lastly, I knew my mom was a keeper (like I have any other choice) when she let me eat as much brownie batter or cookie dough as I pleased (this had limits). Raw eggs and salmonella aren't slowing this family down. Have I died yet? Nope. Thanks mom.

Moms are blessed creatures. Without them, we would be burning water, mixing colors and whites in the laundry, and we would have no matching socks. This world would be complete chaos.

Most importantly, because of moms, we never have to go a day without knowing we are so loved.

Happy Mother's Day (should be Mother's Week) ;)