I’ve heard them say it. As a result of my own (very loved) hubby I knew it was true; I’m ashamed to admit that I’d even passed judgment on my sweet MIL (sorry mama Marla!). They say that a boy can do things to a mommy’s heart like nothing she’s seen before, I didn’t get what that meant.
Like most with out children, I had plenty of opinions on what should and shouldn’t be done. I’d never been that mother in the grocery store just trying desperately to get through the list and back out to the safety of the car as fast as possible before certain meltdown ensued. I’d never been that mother, sheepishly smiling as her child wails on the airplane and she frantically tries to offer every possible treat, trick and bribe to console her child and appease the threatening looks being darted her direction… And I’d never been that mother who melts into a soppy “yes” puddle when offered little hugs from dimpled hands and sweet, ‘I uv ooooooo!’s from a sticky toothless face. I’d never been that mother until the day I became their mom!
He is the icing on the already fabulous cake! After 2 perfectly precious little princesses, my little knight in shining armor arrived. He is the first motivation ever strong enough for me to want to learn sports lingo, Marvel characters and dinosaur trivia. With the girl’s, I can say no, I reason the consequences of what I’d be teaching them if I always gave in. I can tell when they need more special time and when they are just testing limits. But him. Maybe it’s that I’m from a family of all girls and my mom is from all girls and I had 2 girls and was sure that I was destine to ride the girl only express. Maybe. All I do know is that he’s got this mama wrapped around his chubby little finger.
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