My Mommy
If you have met my son, you will know that he is silly and playful and often likes to play games....especially with girls and women. He won't give high-fives, won't give hugs and sometimes won't acknowledge them...and that includes me sometimes, but he knows that I can give punishment so I at least get some looks. However, if JT, any of JT's friends, my friend's husbands, or boys in general, want a high-five, hug or conversation, he readily gives it... (of course if it is a trusted person)... I try not to get easily frustrated because I am like, "Really...really???" But the more I learn about boys, through living, reading the parenting books I can get my hands on...the more I realize this how they (my boy included) learn to be men....by being around men, pushing away from moms and women. Now while it is hard to swallow at times, I want my son to be a strong man, a man who treats women well and lives for our Lord.... and if this means he pushes me away at times, I am okay with it. However, there are these special moments, the moments I cherish and will hold onto as he grows and changes... Times when only a mommy, "my mommy", as he refers to me, will do.
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