I know I could do more as a mama.
I know I could read to my children more, play with them more, cuddle with them longer, spend more time teaching and training them.
Ideally, I’d do everything right all the time! And I want to do the good things, the worthwhile things, the things that cultivate a soul. I’m working on it. I’m trying to be a better mom. I want to be the best mom.
But sometimes it’s easier to toss and twirl all the mistakes around in my brain until I begin to think that I am just a failure as a mom.
Do you ever feel like that? Do you ever feel not quite good enough? Do you wish you were more like another mom who seems to have the mothering thing down just brilliantly?
You know what we need? We need some encouragement about what we’re doing as mamas right now.
Because…
I know that you love your babies with all your soul. I know that you let them nuzzle under your neck, you wipe away their tears, you fix the boo boos with kisses and a magical touch. And you do that special thing that you do.
Today, I want to hear what you’re good at as a mama.
Tell me where you are strong. Tell me the thing you do that you know your children trace the memory of in their brain over and over. The one that sticks. Tell me that.
Tell me something you’re doing right and good and beautiful in the world of raising your babes.
Go.
I am good at giving my children hugs, encouraging them to do their best, and baking!! I let my beautiful children get completely messy and dirty, knowing that the dirt will wash off but the memories will remain. Sometimes I let them have a "picnic" on the living room floor or take a bath with their bathing suits on, just because. I encourage them to use their imaginations and read (for fun!). We pray together every night and after they are asleep, I make sure they still have the covers on. They are learning how to help out with chores around the house and how to make their own sandwiches. Once in a while, they get to have a cookie BEFORE dinner.
Would you like to hear something funny? I didn’t think I was doing much "right" as a mom, but after I began typing, I realized that "right" does not always mean "perfect". So, though I may not be perfect, I am just right for my children. And they are just right for me!
Sarah Mae, you are fantastic. Thank you for this. I’m not exactly sure what it is that I do that makes that impression on my children’s hearts. Honestly I don’t. I’m so broken and tired and I feel like I just get through the day alive. I wish I focused more on the details, the moments. But I don’t….I haven’t been anyway. All I know is that about (literally) 50 times a day I hear "I love you Mom" from each of my oldest 3. Quite randomly at that. I get lots of hugs and a constant request to snuggle. It melts my heart. Sometimes I think they do just instinctively know that I am the one that needs it from them. I know that sounds selfish. But this crazy mother/child love that makes a heart swell so huge, I’m pretty sure that the kids are just as good if not better at it than us moms.
Then friend, you’re doing something very, very right. Your babes love you so much. Hang in there…
My kids love it when i tell them a story when it’s bed time and the story is actually what happened that day. But one of the many things i love about my kids is that when they say "I love you like this much." while they stretch their arms as high as they can go. It just gorgeous.
Thanks Sarah for this message, when i have a not so good day i take it out on my kids. It at these times they
will especially tell me how much they love me and it really brings me back to how i should be.
Thanks again.
Hannah Green.
My two are still very small but I think I do a good job of just holding them. My 4-month-old feels loved, I’m certain, while nursing and anytime he’s in my arms. (And often he’s not too happy when mama is not holding him!) And my two year old will often look up at me and say ‘hold’. That melts this mama heart and I love to scoop him up with a big hug and just hold him or sit down with him on my lap or occasionally rock him (even though he is not the baby of the family, he is still my baby!) They seem most content in mama’s arms which assures me that taking time to just be still and hold them makes them feel loved!
I send my boys off to sleep feeling loved and special. I "talk and sing" with each of them while either lying in his bed with him or right next to his bed for the youngest. (Afraid I might crush the car bed!) Sometimes it’s silly and sometimes we cry together. Always it’s filled with love. I know I will always cherish these times. I hope when my boys become men, they will look back remember the love.
Being silly….
singing and dancing with my daughter….making faces with my son
I love to read to my kids. I enjoy seeing their anticipation and smiles as they hear the story and we experience a book adventure together.
I show lots of affection to my 2 kids (ages 3 and 1). I hug them, smile at them, kiss them, scratch their back, tell them how beautiful they are and how thankful I am for them. These are the ways I feel loved so I hope they feel loved by them, too!
I talk to my daughter all day long. I explain things to her that are over her head. But, I am often surprised at what she retains and is able to grasp at her young age.
My love language is physical touch so it is easy to give my kids tons of hugs and kisses…and I do, sometimes against their will but it always ends in giggles.
This was a hard question to answer, and because of that I knew I needed to.
I can race cars with my oldest all day long – and we do puzzles over and over again. We go on nature walks, even if it is an excuse to ignore chores.
My youngest gets cuddles and hugs all day, and smiles his love back to me.
My boys eat homemade food as often as possible, and get tucked into bed with a story, hug, kiss and prayers.
My biggest prayer is that when they are dads, they will remember this love and shower their kids with it.
I can’t pinpoint one thing–they might be better at conveying it then I am. lol
OK, after taking my own advice, I asked my 4 older children and here’s what I got: hugs & kisses, pray, reading with you, cooking with you, playing Millbornes (French card game).
This warms my heart…thanks Sarah Mae. It’s nice to not focus on the negative for once. lol
The best thing I am doing for my 6 kids right now is believing that I am a good mom. One night, when I was wallowing in feeling like a bad mom for no particular reason, God spoke to my heart and told me that He says I am a good mom. He declares me to be good and I need to believe it and begin to walk in it. It’s only then that I become it.
This is transforming my heart and my mothering. How can I argue with God who has called me to be a mom and declares that I am good? He declares every mom to be good. We just need to agree with what He says about us and then we transform into it. Believing activates that truth.
Yes!
Amen!
i love to give hugs and kisses to my 2 year old, and we sing a lot. Our special time is right before bed singing hymns and other songs. She even has started to sing "holy, holy, holy" (or her approximation) of the first few words!
I am home to be here for and with my family. Last year I worked full time after only working half time as a kindergarten teacher since I had my first child. I love being at home and feel that it is sooo life giving for them! I am still getting into a routine and have so much further to go but that was a big step and I am so grateful for this opportunity to be home for my family!
I had cause to ask my children last week if I was good mom or a bad mom and all three of my verbal boys said I was a good mom. One because I zipper their jacket, one because I tickle them, and the oldest because I answer their questions. That last one struck me. Mostly because after a while their questions get tedious and overwhelming and sometimes I just want to shut my brain off but someone always has a question. Intelligent questions and I don’t always know the answers but I do try to answer the ones I know and look up with them the ones I don’t. Who knew that answering questions would win me a good mom vote? The clean clothes, dishes, bedding, etc. those are just gravy. hehehe
WE are good and beautiful in their worlds. Love it.
My strength is in my ability to slow down and see the world through my children’s eyes. We crouch down to watch ants do their work. We spread a blanket on the ground and gaze at the clouds. We dig in the dirt, and we plant things and watch them grow. We name and feed the birds that visit our backyard. We jump in puddles. We save the worms that crawl across our driveway after a rain storm. (I know, yuck. But boys need to do these things.) Even when my house looks like a tornado just went through, I am able to go outside with my kids and just BE. And I cherish every moment in my heart.
Giving encouragement is right up my alley. . .along with hugs to comfort.
My strength I would guess is teaching them… I love to teach them everything I know and learn more just so I can teach them better. Languages, cultures, history, french braids, cartwheels, cooking, piano, gardening, how to put on sheets just right and make a volcano that erupts. How to take creative photos, write a letter, help someone in need. I love teaching them my heart is in it and they can feel that it is, I just know it.
I just shared how all the little failures added up in my mind over the last two years and brought me literally to a screeching halt. Raising 9 children – 7 of them internationally adopted has really shown me how it must be ALL of GOD. Because I will NEVER be able to meet all of their needs. It is impossible with so many and all of their individual hurts that came before I ever held them in my arms. I speak truth into their lives. I pray for their hearts and minds to be set on Jesus. I do the best I can every day and even when that is not enough – I trust that God comes in behind and goes before me to make things right – even when I can’t see it. He is working in the lives of those who matter most to me. Even when I have nothing left to give. He gives beyond what I dare to ask or imagine. He loves us so well! Sending a hug and prayer for you today and all the mom’s out there that feel this way! It can be a heavy burden until we lay it at His feet!
I’m teaching my 6-year-olds about grace first instead of the law. I’m making sure they know what it means to live in the New Covenant with Jesus as their primary identity in Him instead of having to wrestle with shedding an Old Testament identity in order to learn who they truly are as beloved children of God. I was brought up with mixture and never knew how to relate to God….was it hard work and obeying every command? Or was it being forgiven first and then freed to serve out of love? Mixture took me far away from God for a season and nearly snuffed out my light. Learning that I’m fully a grace child has been life saving and life altering and I desire to share that really good news with my children now as they are just beginning the faith journey. It’s amazing to see how much they already understand and want to know about redemption. They love knowing that at the end of every story, there is grace waiting to wrap His arms around them.
Beautiful.
This is so encouraging. I so often think of what I’m NOT doing instead of what I’m actually doing. I could list so many things, but one thing that stands out and is most important is teaching my children the Word of God by memorizing Scripture. I started with my son who was 2 years old and he loves it. I want God’s Word planted in my child’s heart at an early age.
I think most of struggle with what we’re not doing instead of focusing on the good, focusing on our strengths.
Good for you focusing on tucking in the Word -it never returns void.
They love to sing with me…if my 7 month old is upset, if I start singing, she stops and listens, watches. My son requests songs if he wakes up from bad dreams or struggles sleeping. I try to be silly with my 6 year old every day. Being a mom is so hard…and balancing life in general is harder than I ever thought it would be. But man, are we blessed! <3
My kiddos will come out of childhood with songs in their heart about everything. Silly songs, soulful songs, happy songs, sing-songy conversations because I can’t think of something…but they will be able to turn any moment and any feeling into a song. My 2 year old is already doing that!
I was JUST having a conversation about this last night. A lady at Bible study complimented me on my middle son and how chivalrous/well mannered he is. I said thanks….but man I feel like such a FAILURE every day! She reassured me that I was not….but we do feel that way. This is encouraging to think about what I do well. I think just teaching them- how to love, to serve, to always turn to Jesus, to function the way they should in this crazy world….I think that’s what I’m doing well. Some days they don’t seem to get any of it but I know when they are out and about, it’s very apparent to the world that they are
One thing I do very well is to encourage them with lots of verbal praise. The day I realized this was when I was working out in front of my 3 year old. He started to say things like, "Good job, mom!" and "You’re doing great, mom. I’m so proud of you!" So sweet!
I love that! I heard once that when you praise you should make sure it’s authentic, never fabricated, because then they’ll know it’s real. I always try and "praise real". Thanks for sharing, Amy!
I have spent many a morning, day and night rehearsing in my mind the things that I’ve poured into my children’s lives. They are older now, and it seems more and more, it is a time of just watching them, teens like their space. This season I am in leaves more time for reflection, which can lead to me beating myself up, that is if I let myself go there. If this were 10 years ago, I would have heard them say things like; "Momma, will you marry me" "When I grow up, I am buying a house across the street", "We need to pray", "Mom, the bible says this, it must be true", "I am just mad, but I forgive you" or even "Mom, I like this girl and I need your help buying her a gift", the last comment coming from a 9 year old.
My young men are 15, 17, 19 and 21 and they can hardly wait to move out on their own, plus, they are much more private now. Time will tell, but I have confidence in this, I have given it my all. I have sacrificed, nurtured, read to them, shared God’s word, prayed for them daily, taught them what I knew and what I didn’t know, I did some homework so that I could teach them (homeschooling does that to you), I disciplined them when they needed it, I forgave the big and the small and gave my heartbreak and disappointment to the Lord, I asked for forgiveness often, I believed in them and showed it, not the natural cheerleader, it was a challenge, but I knew it was important, I played with them through pillow fights, sword duels, water balloons wars, and currently I have taken up dirt bikes as a family past time. I loved and showed respect to their father, but I can see that is one area I could have done better. Fortunately, it isn’t to late to be a redeem that example. I am improving in that area, thanks to a wonderful group of ladies, a powerful book "Created to Be His Helpmeet" and the Lord.
The clock is ticking, soon I will see the fruit of my labor of love, as I witness them live their lives and raise their own children. This is a season of waiting on the Lord and stepping back.
What am I doing right? Nothing and everything. I am just grateful for the chance, to succeed or fail, as long as they continue to see me as Momma and God as the great "I Am".
All we can do in the end is pray for our children and continue to be a home of grace and love. Thank you for sharing.
LOVELY POST.SARAH. WELL I SMILE AT HIM A LOT AND WHEN HE DOES SMILE AT ME DIFFERENT TIMES DURING THE DAY, IT JUST MELTS MY HEART AND LIGHTENS ME UP WHEN I AM FEELING DOWN. I SEE THAT LAUGHTER IN HIS EYES.
Smiling at our babes is so important! Yes to the smile face!
My 5 year-old tells me I’m a good snuggler:)
That is so good!
Letting them know they are loved all the time, every day. Nothing they do can take my love away!
I have breastfed my son for 7 months, I make him smile and laugh a lot, and I make a list every month of the things I love about him at that age.
Wow — I love this challenge. If you had asked us to list things we struggle with or could really work on.. I probably could have immediately rattled off multiple things. But something I’m good at? Now that takes some thought. And it really pricks me because I want my boys to be proud of their accomplishments and to love themselves the way God loves them — how do I teach that properly if I cannot do the same myself?
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One thing I am good at it is genuinely caring about and guiding my children’s hearts. I pray constantly that they will know what it means to be saved one day. More than any education or earthly achievement… that is what I aim to lead them towards the most.
I’m teaching my children, when I ask them "Why do I love you so much???!" to answer, "Because I’m yours!"
I want them to understand my love is not conditional, but, like God, I love them because they are mine.
I think they’re getting it, ’cause yesterday I turned the table and asked my 3 yr. old princess, "Why do you love ME?" and her eyes sparkled and she said, "Because you’re mine!"
I do this with my babes!
I’m like the others, can list my failures so easily. But something I’m GOOD at! The think I’m trying to teach them, what I’m better at than so many other things (but still don’t do it good enough) is teaching them to trust God for ALL things. I have 5 children. My oldest is 33, youngest is 18. When my youngest was 12 my husband died. Since then, I have learned SO much about trusting God. For the big things, and the little things that don’t really matter. I know God cares about the little things too : ^) He is with me every step of the way, guiding, protecting, providing. HE is SO good to me!
Sharon Sandahl
Thank you for asking this… I needed this encouragement especially when I feel like I can’t do anything right!! I have 4 children…. 26, 19, 15 & 7 and a grandson that is 2. When I look at each of them and see their faith, their personality, their walk, I realize that God has used me to do something in their lives. At least when it comes to pointing them to Christ.
With the 26 yr old (I didn’t actually give birth to her, but God has given me the privilege of being her other mom since she was 5) I see that standing for truth and loving her through some of those hard teenage years, that she now is a wonderful wife and mother. She is so very special and is working hard at being a Godly wife and mother.
With the 19 yr old, I want to be like her when I grow up!! Such faith, and determination to live her faith out loud. She has always been different, and she set herself apart from others her age. Just recently she wrote an I am poem for a Bible study, and at the end she said she wanted to be like me. ( many tears shed over that!!along with the thought… I must be doing something right!!)
My 15yr son…. wow… sometimes this teenage boy can drive me CRAZY… but he also can make me putty in his hands. Several weeks ago he broke his thumb the 1st week of baseball…. which upset him terribly. We talked and prayed, and within a few days he handled the situation much better than his Dad & I. He clung to Proverbs 19:21 Many are the plans in a man’s heart,but its the Lord’s purpose that prevails. And now he seems to live that daily. He allows things that would send me over the edge roll off his back. Make me so proud!!
And then the 7 yr old that is a constant reminder that the Lord is faithful. He is a joy to be around and lately has a determination that can exhaust me. But, he has compassion for others that is way beyond others his age. When he begins to pray I just thank God for working in his little heart!!
I know you said one thing, and this has been many, (and very long) but again I appreciate this post…. I sure needed it today…. some mornings are hard and I get to work feeling like the bad guy, but today, you having me focus on me for a moment changed my whole outlook on today!
Thanks!!!
I loving cooking for them! To know their little tummy’s are filled with something the Lord has provided & I made with love.
I love cooking for them! To know their little tummy’s are filled with something the Lord has provided & I made with love.
Planning amazing ‘field trips’ for my children to all parts of the world (we home educate). I also make sure they have healthy food and a safe environment, and remind them of God’s love and precepts throughout the day!
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For me, the past year, I believe that staying committed to my husband in our marriage is the best thing I do as a mom. He had hip replacement surgery last year, lost his job because of it, so I’ve had to become the sole earner (I’m blessed to have a very good job). We’ve been in counseling because his depression became compounded due to his medical issues and it began to affect our marriage. But we both dug in our heels and committed to working on it (when it felt like some days, it may have been easier to leave). I work 40 hours a week, plus commute, and I still get supper on the table and we eat as a family every night. My husband is getting better and my respect for him grows more every day and I believe that I need to show that in front of my son (2 years old). My son sees his parents love each other and him. He always says, "Hold Mommy!" or "Hold Daddy!" when he wants to be hugged or held. When my husband and I hug or show affection, he wants us to make a "Winston sandwich." And we always bless the meal and he has started emulating, saying "Amen!" We pray before bed at night and he asks God to bless all of his family members (and names them one-by-one). So, basically, the best thing I do as a mom is to be willing to die to self and let God work in our lives and to always be willing to show and teach Christ’s love to him.
Wow, you have such perfect timing! I’ve had a rough couple of mommy-days in my house (days where my 2yo makes it clear that I can’t do anything as well as Daddy) and could use to focus on the positive so here goes: I’m good at dancing with my son! Ever since he was an infant, I would hold him and dance around the room with him while we listen to music. Once he was old enough to hold up his head, I’d put him on my hip, wrap one arm around him and hold his hand with my other hand so it was like we were ballroom dancing. We slide and spin, and I dip him, and he laughs wildly! He asks to dance sometimes when the music moves him, and if I try to be lazy and just hug him and twirl around, he tells my I’m wrong and insists that we hold hands. And I picked up his little best friend on my other hip the other day and the two of them thought it was the best thing and wouldn’t let me stop, so I guess I might be on to something.
We are moving them out of the numb comfort of status quo and into a riskier neighborhood and a more uncertain way of life. I can’t imagine how different my heart might be if I had learned at a young age that this life was not meant to be so easy. I can’t imagine how differently I would see God if I had learned to trust him in the hard places of life.
I kiss and hugs my boys all the time. Several times a day and constantly tell them "I love you", while I drive and they sit on the back seat, while I am cooking and they play in the other room… At just different moments of my day I tell them "Te amo". I constantly whisper to them "You are so special and important to me" while I hug them. I also always call them "sons" instead of their names when I want to discipline them. That way they will know that I might be upset and at times angry about something they have done, but that is not going to change they love I feel for them or how special and important they are to me. As for the one thing they love for me to do with them is tickle them and play hide & seek. They come to me everyday asking for these two. When we do play, even for that moment I know that our day is perfect for both them and me.
This was a much needed message and a very good question. I am pregnant with my third boy. This pregnancy has been a roller coaster of wild emotions and crazy morning sickness. I’m finally getting back on track but the guilt of all my time down and sick is hard to get past. I feel I let my children down. Looking back though and forward, I always tell my children that I love them. Several times a day just because God gave them to me. The hugs and kisses are free flowing as much as needed and some extras for good measure.
Thank you for this post and this question. I have more thinking to do on this.
I’m the cookie mama. We have 7 kids, and can’t imagine trying to keep up with multiple sports schedules all year long, so years ago, we picked baseball. Everyone can participate, and it gets us out in the fresh air early in the spring. Anyway, several years ago I began making homemade cookies for the team for after each game. That first year was very strange, it’s sad how many kids had never had a homemade cookie before. Some even turned it down claiming to not eat "junk food" and then turned around and chugged a gatorade and granola bar laden with HFCS!
Most years we have 3 different teams to keep up with, this year we have one in T-ball, one in Rookie (with his big brother as assistant coach) and 2 in minors. We spend 2 months having picnic dinners at the ballfield, bringing a little homemade love into kids lives. It’s funny, after that first year how things began to change. I’d have swaggering 11yo boys (who had been on a team with one of my kids a previous year) come bouncing up to me saying "Mrs. Wood, I hit a home run…got any cookies?!" I’d laugh and if I had any stray extras I’d toss one their way. It’s really sweet when they come and ask for an extra one for a younger sibling too.
One year my son’s team had a heartbreaking losing streak, they were the youngest team in their league, they had a phenomenal coach, they just lacked confidence and experience. After a particularly close game that they lost in the last inning, the coaches were giving them a pep talk, and I offered double cookies if they won their next game. Well they won their next game, and the next, and the next…In fact they went on such a winning streak, I think I had to make double cookies the rest of the season!
Anyway, my kids know that no matter how busy we are, no matter how crazy it gets, I’ll be there at every game cheering them on and they’ll have fresh homemade cookies to share with their friends whether they win or lose.
well, today seems to be one of those days that it feels like I can’t do anything right
I can’t seem to accomplish anything, dishes are still in the sink, laundry didn’t get started, we didn’t even get school finished today and I fed them food court for lunch….. there is so much I want to do and days when I feel like all I do is go from one kid to another disciplining, correcting, cleaning up after and so it goes on.
So, I guess it’s a good thing you asked! I too asked the kids and my 3 yr old said, "I Like you giving me hugs", my 6 yr old said "I like you giving me hugs when I clean my room" and my 5 yr old said "I like you helping me learn math".
Wow. It seems like every day I’m spinning in circles trying to do SOMETHING right with my three children, all under 3 Yrs. So what is it? Ruby loves it when I sing so she can dance. Since Virginia was recently replaced as the baby, I put her on my back in the carrier while I work, which she loves. And Calvin… I nurse him and smile at him and try to enjoy every wakeful moment because I know it passes so quickly.
I am good at letting my kids be messy and dangerous and just plain kids. They are out in the garden – unplanted – making a mud pit and covering themselves in mud. They are going to be a pain to clean up, but they are having a blast. And it has bought me these few minutes. I read to them faithfully. Thanks for the encouragement to think in this train of thought. I don’t often.
Hmm….I’m going to have to think on that one. It’s been one of those days in our house.
Boy, SarahMae that was a hard question! Like many others have said I can think of a gazilion things I’ve done wrong and am doing wrong! As I pondered long and hard this is what came to my mind…..As a mother of 9 that homeschools I hope I’ve instilled an all you can give it love for the Lord, with a heart open to instruction and wisdom, and a strong faith that He is able and faithful in the small things as well as the big things. They’ve seen us go through various trials that have been very humbling, and they’ve equally seen the wonderful blessings the Lord has bestowed on us for being an empty vessel willing to be filled by Him.
I read to my babies EVERY day. And I kiss them a lot.
Listen! my chatty nine year old girl wants me to listen and hear her. She loves our girl time together.
I look in each of their eyes every day and tell them I love them. I give them kisses and hugs every day.
I fail and fall on my face every day with our kiddos. And when I do, I go to them and repent, asking their forgiveness. And they are so quick to forgive! "I forgive you mommy. I love you!" But, the one thing that sticks, the thing that makes me a "good mama", is that they KNOW I love their Daddy and that he comes first after the Lord. They know that when my walk with Jesus is right and my relationship with Daddy is taken care of, everything within their world is right where is should be.
I sing to them… We sing together. We are not the Van tramp family but we sing. Sing to the Lord, sing his word, sing silly and sing soft, sing loud, sing when sad or sing n dance when were glad. That is the one thing. I sing. I too focus too much on my fails and need to just remember that I sing. Even Right now my autistic sons sits at my feet and he sings. lol. Thank you Sarah. Singing momma, Angelia in Tx
Gosh….what an ironic time to come across this. Lately, I’ve felt that NOTHING I do is right in the eyes of my oldest son. He is 21, I was 17 when he was born. We’ve always been super close. We grew up together in a way. He’s always felt he could come to me about anything, tell me anything and he knew I’d understand. I was his mom first but his friend as well. Recently though, things have changed. He’s a grown up now. He is a manager at a successful automotive company, he has a beautiful girlfriend and he’s just an all around great young man. But at times he makes me feel as if he is better than I am. I should never feel in competition with my child. But I feel looked down on. Also, his father wasn’t really a part of his life. After our second son was born 7 years after our oldest, he decided he didn’t want to be a family man anymore. Ok…that’s fine. My kids just need me. Or so I thought. I did it though. Rough as it was, I raised two beautiful boys. But now that our kids are older, dad suddenly wants to be "buddies" and he got his wish. My oldest son looks at his father as he can do no wrong. He’s forgotten that he was no where to be found for 13+ years. That I worked my tail off to give him and his brother everything they needed and wanted. I feel as if I’m being compared to dad, because he is a little better off than I am at the present time…..
So what am I doing right? I don’t know. But I DO know that I must have done something, because regardless of our issues with each other at the moment, I raised the most beautiful, amazing boys that I have ever met.