• Carolyn

Someday I'll tell my children



“You don’t love me!”

How many times have you heard your children say that to you? And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much?


Being a mother to a 10-year-old has prompted me to write this post, because as he is growing, the challenges are all of a different kind.

But someday, when they are both old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother, I will tell them;


I loved you enough to stand over you for 2 hours while you cleaned your room, a job which would have taken me 15min to complete.

I loved you enough to not make excuses for your bad behavior and disrespect.

I loved you enough to figure you were lying, but forgive you for it all the same.

I loved you enough to let you stumble and do things the hard way without my help so that you would learn how to stand alone.

I loved you enough to accept you for who and what you are, and not for who or what I expected you to be.

I loved you enough to ignore what every other mother did.

I loved you enough to ignore the pleas for 5 more minutes of TV and to ignore demands for a new mobile phone.


But most of all, I loved you enough to say NO when you hated me for it. That was the hardest part of it all.

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