Mothers are the people who pick you up when you fall, stick your artwork on the fridge - no matter how bad it is - and are your personal cheerleader for every sport, concert, or play you were ever a part of. (OK, you were the third tree from the left. It still counts.) Not only that, but they always keep a little bit of handkerchief at the ready in case they need to spit on it and wipe something off your face. (NOTE: Even at 50, you are not safe from this.)
Now is the time to reward her patience. Her loyalty. And her love.