Being a Mom

Ok, so this is the first time I write a blog so please bare with me. I was just thinking the other day how hard it is to be a Mom. I don't mean the lack of sleep or constant care of a child, but the emotional aspect of it. I have two girls age 13 and 10 and we are now entering a very difficult stage. One, that no matter how many books you read, you can never prepare enough for. One, where at some point (when you least expect it) you come to the realization that your kids don't need you as much anymore. One, where all of a sudden you feel like you've just been punched in the gut! My 13 year old recently started in a new school. She made friends right away and has really flourished. While some other kids would have hated the change, she embraced it and for this I am very proud of her. She wasn't the problem though, I was. While she was starting a new part of her life, I had to let go a bit and let her find her own way. I no longer knew her friends as they were all new now. I didn't know their families, and I wasn't really involved in the new school like I used to be, So I actually went through a very hard time. I felt like I wasn't a part of her life anymore and that we weren't as close as we used to be. For about the first 3 months I was crushed. But my husband (the more logical of the two) told me to take a deep breath and hold on cause everything would be ok. So I did, I took a deep breath and waited. I waited for her to come to me with her stories. I waited for her to say, hey Mom, can the girls sleepover at our house this time? I waited for her to share who her first crush was and talk about how she should handle her feelings. They say that all good things come to those who wait and in this case they were right. So when you are feeling anxious about the kids and feel like maybe you are losing them, the truth is that if you give them some room and keep the lines of communication open, they will come back to you in an even better way. It's not to say there won't be more bumps in the road, but with each experience comes a little more patience and understanding.

I'd really love to read about your experiences and any advice you may want to share.

Deb