I have been Momma to two boys for exactly 6 years and 10 months. It is the most exhausting, amazing, excruciating, and rewarding job I’ve ever had. I get the worst of these kiddos, but I also get the best. The best hugs. The best kisses. The best I love yous.
Today part of my being Momma involved leaving work early to get my oldest son early from school. He was in the nurse’s office with a fever and cough (that I’d been “ignoring” for almost a week…mom of the year here) and it was time to get him to the doctor. While we were walking through the parking lot to the doctor’s office, I reached for his hand…like I always do…and he didn’t hold my hand back. I asked him “Hey do you want to hold my hand?” He said “No, Mom. I’m good.”
Mom.
I’m not ready to be Mom.
I got Momma. Momma is the I love you unconditionally, you’re the only woman in my life, I want to hold your hand always job. It’s a good gig.
Mom is the you’re cool and all, but I don’t really want to be seen holding your hand in public, or “needing” you in general gig.
I know we teach our children to be independent. To be self-sufficient. To make decisions on their own. To know how to look both ways and walk in a parking lot full of cars and not get killed. I know that I’ll have to say goodbye to them eventually…that’s part of this parenting gig. But no one told me it happened at 6 years and 10 months.
Oh, and to add insult to injury…as if “mom” wasn’t enough. He said he didn’t need a sticker at the end of the doctor visit. Sheesh. This kid is killing me.
This one’s for real…I’m a MOM. And here’s hoping that mom can be just as awesome as momma.
And by the way, I got a Dora the Explorer sticker at the doctor…because I DO still need one.
11 comments:
{{{hugs}}} - I'm glad the doctor was sympathetic to your plight, and gave you a Dora the Explorer sticker.
I read somewhere that life is just a series of changes and transitions ... and they're all good. I try to remember that when I feel myself moving into a new phase. As a "mom" myself of three boys I can tell you for sure that "mom" is also full of wonderful experiences and lots of love :)
It nevers gets anything but better.
Enjoy them all you can, because they grow up so fast. As I look back at my daughter's life as she grow up, it was always a wonder.
Now, I am enjoying my two grandchildren.
Always enjoy your blog, and will miss seeing you at the LNS after it closes.
Motherhood can sometimes be cruel. Enjoy the fact that they are still home. When they leave the nest life can be a little lonely.Lizzie
Ah the joys of motherhood. My daughter is 26 and still calls me mommy, but I think it's a boy thing. I think the hardest thing for me was when my kid turned 21 and wanted to go out with me for a drink! LOL Don't worry, they stay your babies forever.
It's tough isn't it? My lad who is 11 stopped holding my hand many years ago. He will still do it if he is tired or upset though and I still get a kiss, well a flick of the lips in my general direction but I will take what I can get!!!
Aww...I hear you. As tough has this is, my nephew calls his mom, Mommy and he's in COLLEGE! Talk about sounding weird. Mom, Mommy, Momma - you are still loved.
Hugs!!!!
Oh my goodness, i actually just welled up reading this! Awwwww. Mine are 3 and 1 so im still at the Mummy stage.
Glad you got your Dora sticker though LOL
Awww, bless your little man, trying to be a tough guy. X
I remember that EXACT feeling.
Ahh.
Hugs to you!
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