I have been a mom for a long time now. From when they were babies to teens to adults with babies of their own. And lately I am finding that, the older they are, the harder it is to be a mom. I guess I always thought, and was even led to believe, that the older your kids got, the easier it would be.
Somedays, it just doesn’t seem to be true.
I can no longer fix their problems with a hug or a kiss on the place where it hurts. I can no longer console them with a sucker to take their mind off of the pain, and gently move them on to sweeter things. I can no longer distract them from the thing that is frustrating them, and calm them with their favorite blanket.
I really can’t “do” anything for them at all! And I guess that’s the hardest part of all.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, I can never stop being a mom to my kids! I will always be here for them, no matter how big, or how old they get.
And while it may not be true that the older they get the easier it is – it is true, that the older they get, I love them even more.
And my arms still give them hugs too.