What Makes You a Mother

Deciding to be there, for one little soul or two or three or ten, every day of their lives, even when sometimes you are tired and you don't want to. You do it.

You feed them, you burp them, you change them, you rock them, you wipe up their messes, you play with them, you laugh with them, you discipline them, you kiss their boo-boos, you comb out their tangles, you teach them to share, you make their birthday cakes, you play dress-up, you dance with them, you read them books, you hold their hand when you cross the street...

you teach them about life, you listen to them when they have troubles, you help them with their homework, you take them to sports practice/music lessons/dance class...

you listen to their boyfriend woes, you help them stay away from drugs, you help them get through school, you help them succeed...

you watch them grow up, you watch them become independent, you watch them leave...

but you make sure they know that you are still there to rock them, to laugh with them, to kiss their boo-boos, if they need it

you are their mother.

This post was written in honor of my son, my greatest blesssing, and for the Parent Bloggers Network's first Blog Blast inspired by Light Iris.