Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

My Thoughts on Mother's Day

I am the Mome (mom-e) to an 11 and 13 year old.  I never wanted anything more than to be a Mom.  I don't want my kids to celebrate me.  Maybe later.  When they are parents, and they "get it".
 Today, I just want to remember all the reasons I wanted them.  All the reasons they make me laugh, and smile, every single day.  I don't need a DAY.  I get them every single.

I do, however, want them to realize how important this day can be.

Not for me.  I swear.

For them.

I want so much more for them.

I want my son to find a woman who he cherishes.  Who he would do anything for.  Who loves him beyond anything monetary or physical.  I want him, after children, to worship the woman who gave him children.  Not because she did, but because she shows him, every day, how grateful she is to and for him.

For my daughter.  I want a love, so fierce, that she never questions, when he is away from her, whether or not he thinks of her.   Never.  I want her to miss the hell out of him.  And him, her. I want her to find a man that would do ANYTHING to make smile.

I thought I had that.  It wasn't meant to be.  We made Amazing kids.  Amazing.  I will always be grateful for that.  We drifted.  We weren't One.  I so wanted to "make it right".  "For the kids."

In the end.  I looked at my 4 year old daughter and KNEW that the only way she would have the chance of finding FOREVER is if I let go of my FOREVER dreams.

I needed her to not be willing to settle.  Nothing is worse than unhappy and loveless.

Put your kids first.  Model, FOR them, what you want for them.

Find your Happy.

Don't settle for less.

Kids are watching,