As yet another dear friend waits with bated breath for the arrival of her precious little girl, I lay here reminded. Oh, am I reminded. In fact, I should be sleeping peacefully for two hours already, but the memories keep rolling over me. I have had such a wealth of love and experience in my journey as “Mom.”
- Was I the perfect mom? Not a chance.
- Do I deserve a trophy for “MomAwesomeness”? (Ooooh, wouldn’t that be nice?! Is there even such a thing?) No, I’m afraid there will always be someone more awesome.
- Was I real? Definitely.
- Did I do my best with what I knew at the time? Absolutely!
If only I could relive those early years with the wealth of knowledge, wisdom, and the healthy dose of ‘perspective’ that I now possess. I’m not ready for teenagers to leave home and head to college! I’ve finally mastered the art of raising toddlers, managing homework, and wading through the hormonal years.
So, my dear friends, before the passion lifts and I fall into a dreamless sleep, here’s what I’m brewing about. If I were to turn back the clock and start the MOM-journey again, this is what I would say. This is what I would promise. This is what I believe about parenting… Read more