For sometime now, I have been pondering what loving a child really means. Of course we all love our children with all our hearts and souls. But there are times, when we are less than loving and our sharp words cut through our children.
So what is it like? Well,
Love is when I look into the innocent eyes of my child and forget everything.
Love is a messy house with a happy child.
Love is when I shut up when me and spouse have a fight.
Love is every time a take deep breath when that glass of milk spills, Again.
Love is when I insist him to be polite
Love is when I teach him to share his piece of pie with a friend
Love is when I keep my work aside and give that little soul all my attention
Love is when I patiently explain him the same thing for the 100th time
Love is when I nudge him to try harder and clap with all my heart on the littlest progress he makes
Love is when I let him take the lead
Love is when I when I read him the same story over and over again
Love is when I am tired and exhausted but still help him with his legos
Love is when I correct the same mistake he makes and start all over again
Love is when he tests all my strength and I keep composed
Love is taking him to play area when I really want to have some grown up fun
Love is when I stay firm as tears roll down those eyes
Love is when I act as a taskmaster to bring the best out of him
Love is every time I hug him when I feel like screaming with anger
Love is knowing that soon a day will come when he will be no longer just mine
Love is knowing his priorities will change and I’ll no longer the center of his world
Love is giving him wings to fly and watching him making his own nest.
That’s what love is for me! It is hard! It’s tough to love someone so much and yet know that I’ll have to let go. But that’s how it is. Love never binds you see!
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