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Mom always said….

Hind sight is 20/20.  Oh, the irony.  Things that you take for granted when you are younger become oh so clear after you have kids of your own.  Like your mother is always right…that’s something I now know to be true…I not only value her advice, but I actively seek it out for pretty much everything.  Twenty years ago you could talk until you were blue in the face and I still wouldn’t be convinced.  My preteen years were the hardest…the funny thing is I don’t remember much about them.  I remember being angry and annoyed a whole lot about nothing.  My mom could ask me if I wanted something for dinner and I would get mad and go to my room.  Why?  What was wrong with me?  I don’t know. I couldn’t tell you.  Hormones maybe?

She used to say that one of these days you will have kids of your own and you will see.  You’ll get paid back for everything you do.  She was right.  I love my kids.  They’re smart and they both have generous hearts.  But sometimes I feel like I preach all the time.  Wash your hands, brush your teeth, take your bath, wipe your feet…do you have homework?  do it.,  pick up your room, don’t fight with your sister, brush your hair, you can’t wear shorts to school…there’s snow outside.  You get my drift.

And I worry about everything.  Over the years those worries have changed just as my kids have changed.  When they were babies and couldn’t talk, I was concerned with their basic care and safety.  After they were more mobile I worried about their boo-boo’s and their happiness.  Now I worry about their peace of mind and their future.  Somewhere along the way I started to notice my brown hair was sprinkled with gray and developed a new appreciation for all of the gray hairs on my mothers head.  How many of those was I responsible for?    

My mom also says that you love your kids unconditionally, no matter what.  You never quit on them…always keep after them–it’s how they know you really care.  And even though they may see it as nagging now, when they get older they will realize it was because you cared.

She was right.

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