This next blog entry comes from Rebecca Osterman of DuPage Chapter #1 as she shares with us how sometimes it’s the little things that remind us just how important our role as mothers is to our children–even when they make us nuts.
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When asked to write something about “Mom Power”, I must admit I was initially quite stumped. Because to be honest, most days I feel almost completely powerless as a mother.
I have 3 little boys, who are wonderful in their own ways, yet easily a handful in others, and while there are many women who are just awesome with kids and bending them to their will… I am not one of those women. Large parts of my days are spent in frustration as I repeat myself for what seems like the millionth time only to be ignored yet again. I really think that when I speak, my kids hear something resembling the teacher on Charlie Brown. “Waa wa waa wa wa”. I read all kinds of advice on how to understand the preschooler psyche, and can understand these ideas on an intellectual level. Yet on most levels, I’m a very logical person who just can’t really wrap my head around preschooler logic or lack thereof. I have more moments than I should admit where I just think, ”Man, I don’t know if I’m cut out for this whole stay at home mom thing.”
But then something will happen. My boys will completely surprise me with something incredible that they do or say, that came from something I taught them. My two year old will grab my hand to pull me away from the work I need to get done, and just as I am about to get really frustrated, he will look up at me and say, “I yub you mom.” Or the woman at the daycare they go to a few hours a week will take me aside to tell me how awesome they behave (while I fight back the urge to laugh out loud at her and assume she must clearly be talking about someone else’s boys). Then my oldest boy’s teacher will tell me what a joy he is to have in class or one of his friends’ mothers will tell me how much they like having him over on playdates. It is these moments that make me realize that no matter how powerless I might feel. Somewhere deep down I do have the power to shape my children and teach them how to behave.
I also have to remember that I have the power to completely crush these poor little devils who are under my care. The other day while feeling particularly frustrated with the chaos of our home (3 kids and a humongous dog in a too small house, plus frazzled mom definitely equals chaos), I snapped at my 7 year old and watched in horror as his face betrayed the hurt that my words caused. It snapped me from my frustration and made me feel horrible at how I could hurt this little boy who means the world to me, and who apparently pays more attention than I give him credit for.
So yes, as mothers we are powerful. And we need to remember that power and be careful to use it for good. (Or mostly for good – a sarcastic two- year old can be awfully cute).
Rebecca is a stay at home mom of 3 boys (2,4 and 7) who runs a part time graphic design business. Check out more of her stories at her blog lessprocessedfamily.com as she writes about her journey towards feeding my family fewer processed foods.