Living My Life My Way

Becoming a Mother 51 years ago with my oldest son was a joy, having another boy a few years later added more happiness and then having my third son was the ultimate feeling of contentment.  Raising three sons was not easy by any stretch of the imagination, but I gave it my best shot.  And for all I know there were probably lots of things  I could have- should have- would have done better,  if I knew how,  at the time.  Somehow directions don’t come with becoming a parent and how to raise a child.  The only guide I read and used was the famous ” Dr. Spock as he was the “in” doctor on caring and diagnosing runny noses, croup, measles and how to make your child feel better.”   He even dabbled into the terrible two’s and how to potty train.

Today, all three of my boys are grown men and all of a sudden it seems “Mom did not do this or that and by the way why do you do what you do? And why not?  I sure don’t have answers that will please them but I have decided that I gave them all of my love and the whole of me when they needed me, now I need me for me!  Just hope that they will understand I will always be their Mom just a little different by necessity.

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One Reply to “Living My Life My Way”

  1. My mother has devoted her life to other people. She raised my brother and I as a single mother as dad was a pipeliner and was gone most of the time. My grandparents lived with us, a aunt and two uncles that lived in town were picked up and brought to supper every night. Now at 85 and with dad gone, she finds herself, by herself and not really knowing how to handle it.

    I said all that to say this, this is your time. Enjoy the cruises, enjoy the yoga, enjoy the piano, enjoy the singing, enjoy, enjoy, enjoy. You have earned it, now go ENJOY it, GUILT free.

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