I always wanted to be a Mommy. As far back as I can remember. Which was always struck my Mom as being funny because…I was NOT fond of children.
Which sucked for the kids I babysat for. I was the sitter that the kids would cry and beg their parents not to leave them with.
But, I wanted my own.
More than anything.
So, when I finally was old enough to get married and have my own babies to be mean to…er…hug and squeeze and love…
I was at my most content. Well…minus the unhappy first marriage…which kind of disrupted the contentment a little but…I digress…
Those babies.
Oh…I loved them. I marveled in them.
My handmade creations.
Flawless perfection.
A Mommy kiss full of love made everything OK.
I kissed away the temper tantrums.
I could kiss away the bloody cuts and scrapes, before administering a character band aid.
I could kiss away the sadness from broken toy.
I could kiss away…EVERYTHING.
For my babies, their Mommy’s kiss was the proverbial antibacterial ointment…for both physical and emotional boo boos.
Until those kids started school.
And Mommy’s kiss doesn’t make learning the academics any easier.
Mommy’s kiss doesn’t help to keep the mean children away at recess.
Mommy’s kiss doesn’t insure that Mommy is going to be waiting in the carpool line.
Mommy’s kiss doesn’t solve the fact that Daddy didn’t show up when he was supposed to.
Mommy’s kiss doesn’t make all the boo-boos go away. Not anymore.
And, while it still is filled with all the love in her heart…
It doesn’t have the Gorilla Glue anymore to fix what’s broken
Mommy’s kiss is simply…
a kiss from Mommy.
Without the Neosporin.
And now…
the Mommy is left needing a Mommy kiss…
to take the hurt of helplessness away.
Aww…I’m going to relish in all those kisses a little more now. They’re practically my favorite thing to give 🙂
hi…been there..got the tshirt 🙂 …now as they say…put yer big girl pants on! lol..Cher
This post is so true! Relish the memories! Before you know it they will be T-E-E-N-A-G-E-R-S!!
I shiver when I think about sending Taylor to school. She does not stand up for herself at all & is one of those kids that bases her self esteem on whether others like her or not. It is going to be a tough fall.
awe. kiss from this mommy to you.
*smooooootch*
So, so true. I’m sometimes left feeling so helpless to take away the pain for my children. Hang in there!!!
I am sending you a BIG mommy kiss. It won’t make things better, but I hope it makes YOU feel better. Love
So sweet, then so sad. It’s hard to feel so helpless.
I can understand exactly how you are feeling. I could use a mommy hug myself. {{hugs!}}
I don’t want to even think about the time when my kisses won’t heal them. I know it’s coming, but I dread it.
We’re starting to experience this a wee bit, but it’s really going to hit come fall when the Queen starts kindergarten. She’s looking forward to it but I’m not. I, too, was excited about going to school until I got there and the abuse started. And it lasted until I got to college.
awww, and then summer break comes and we wonder why we ever felt like this at times 🙂