"All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my Mother"
~ Abraham Lincoln
Being a Mom is the greatest job ever but also one of the toughest. For the first nine months you are so excited to meet this little creature that you helped create and are now bringing into the world. Then the baby arrives, begins to grow, develop and before you know they begin to talk. This is when the tough part begins...
"Welcome to the World"
Every child has their own personality and if your kids are anything like mine, they dismounted from my womb with a forceful sense of independence and self-worth. Every mother wants to raise a child to become both strong and independent but it almost kills them to raise one that arrives
preassembled in this fashion.
"Flexibility"
Through the years these mini versions of yourself love you, torment you and make you laugh harder than any other person in the world. The tears are both sadness, anger and joy. When they are younger all you want them to be is safe. If you could put them in bubble wrap it would be their new fall attire. Instead you put your number in their backpacks, on bracelets and as they get older inside their phone.
As they become teenagers you all of sudden are making your cut/color appointments at the beauty salon closer together than ever before but as my father-n-law says "It's only money". They say to find an individuals priorities look at their checkbook. Mine would definitely be for items for my kids.
The list is endless ~ band, cheer-leading, volleyball fees, musical lessons, the latest fashions, shoes ...don't even get me started on the shoes! In all the world there isn't anyone you want to make happy or squeal with joy than your kids when you finally buy the thing they have wanted for their entire life! Even if sometimes other characters get the credit - a.k.a Santa Claus & Easter Bunny.
Then the day comes where they graduate from high school and venture off to college. You would do everything possible to hold on just for five more minutes to the fingerprints on the wall, messy rooms, endless car rides to and from activities and maybe even to write the checks to support them.
Yet, they have come full circle to finally become the strong and independent young adults you prayed for them to be from the beginning. A friend more than a child and you start to look forward to all the new memories you can make with them including them moving out of your house, getting married and grandchildren!
