So I woke up this morning and had no voice. My son David asked me what happened to my voice I told him that I did not feel good and my voice was lost. He turns and hollors to his brothers "HEY MOM IS SICK AND DOES NOT HAVE A VOICE THAT MEANS WE CAN DO WHAT WE WANT AND SHE CAN'T HOLLOR AT US!" All I could think was "I don't hollor at them that much." Within 5 minutes of this thought Jacob with playing with the lamp post that he has played with 100's of time and gotten in trouble for it 100's of times. I turned to hollor at him to let the post go and leave it alone as I always do, only this time I could not hollor but I also saw that David was right I was going to hollor over something as simple as a lamp.
I can remember being pregnant with Holden and wondering if I could have an instruction manual...I was terrified to know that this small child was going to be dependant on me for everything and that I would be his greatest influence in shaping his values. I would be the one that had to make sure he knew that he was loved unconditionally. I can remember feeling terrified and extremely overwhelmed. Now eight years and 4 children later I am telling you I am still terrified and even more overwhelmed. I am beginning to wonder if that will ever change. I have been told that no matter how old they get you always try to help them and you always worry over them.
Being a mom is the hardest, scariest, most overwhelming, single best job that I have ever had. When I see my children helping each other it brings a joy to my heart like no other. To share a story earlier this year Holden was having a problem with a bully in school. Michael had a serious heart to heart with Holden and told him that he was going to have to stand up for himself. He had to tell the teachers what was going on but he also had to stand up and not let another kid push him around. So after this little heart to heart on the way to school the next morning Holden looks at me and says "Mama I am not going to let @#$%^ (meant to stand for the name) bully me." "Good Holden" Luke looked at Holden and said "Bubba who is bullying you I can come punch his lights out." David and Jacob are sitting in the back seat saying "That's right we can punch his lights out" and "No body better mess with my bubba." The only thing that I could think of was oh this is great I am going to get a call from the principal because a Kindergartener, 2 Pre-K's and a 3rd grader took out another kid. LOL Needless to say I defused the situation, but it did my heart good to know that my sons were willing to stand united against someone hurting one of them.
I guess the reason for this posting is to give all parents a boost. When we are pregnant we get to hear all kinds of stories about how to be a good parent. Then when our children are born you are given all sorts of advice from family and friends. So I will give you some advice as well, we as parents know our children better than anyone else. We know their fears, what makes them smile and we wipe the tears away when something is hurt. No one knows your children like you do, so trust your heart when it comes to your children. Do what you feel is right for them. Sometimes you will be right sometimes you will be wrong, but that is part of being a parent. We make mistakes and learn from them. I have had to apologize to my children for making mistakes, but the greatest thing is they forgive me and go on loving me anyway. So for those parents out there teach your children about God's love as well as your love. That is the single greatest gifts that we as parents can give our children.
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