When we are small children we say we love our mom and we say thank you when she does something nice for us but what about all the small things. These are the times that the thank yous get missed. The small things can never be, I feel, truly appreciated until we are a mother ourselves.
When I was still very young my parents got a divorce. It was slowly becoming the norm and I was so small it did not really phase me at all. It meant I got two Christmas and double the presents. It meant I had two of everything where everyone else just had one. In all honesty from what I can remember I was okay with it all if not happy about the split. Who knows what was really going through my head but now as an adult the happy and good parts of the split is all I can remember.
One of the main things that was to me a bonus of the whole situation was some major one on one time. This made me and my mom very close. I enjoyed the freedom and honesty in which my mom brought me up. I could come to her with just about anything and I always thanked her for the chats.
My mom was their for me through some very hard times, teenage years were not kind to me at all. Yet with each problem I had my mom was there and I thanked her each time.
Does that mean that it was all smiles and rainbows... of course not! I was mad at my mom a lot as should any child at some point or another. Yet we got through it all and just grew closer. I thanked her when she was there for me. I thanked her when she would make my favorite dinner or help me with my homework.
Yet I never thanked her enough.
I got a job and saved up and moved out. She was still there when she could be and sometimes even when she was unable to be she still made the effort. Then I meet someone and I did the one thing I never wanted to do. Date someone who already had a kid. I was still young and not ready to be a step mom.
His child did not live with him and we only saw him here and there so it ended up working out. We progressed in our relationship and few years later we are living together and got a call "Can you take him I can't deal with him anymore?" My now fiances ex was no longer able to handle their child and she wanted him to move in with us. BOOM! Instant step mom.
At this point I loved the kid and my fiance too much to run, even if I was not ready I took it with stride and excepted him into our lives on a full time base now. This is when I opened my mouth and... my mother came out.
For the last three years now I have been saying sorry to my mother for all the things I did as a kid that my step son is now doing to me. My mom just laughs. Now I finally understand what my mom was saying or why she was doing what she was doing when I was small. Now I don't just thank her for the times she drove to that place I need to go but for that time she sat next to me and watched TV with me even if it was a show she was not fond of. Now as a parent I finally understand and appreciate my mother more fully.
I even realized a silly little trick she played on me as a child whether is was on purpose or not. We used to go to the store sometimes and as a "treat" get strawberries or other types of fruit. Well now I take my step son and do the same thing. No longer does it have to be an ice cream cone as a job well done surprise but just a few strawberries and he is thrilled.
When I was still very young my parents got a divorce. It was slowly becoming the norm and I was so small it did not really phase me at all. It meant I got two Christmas and double the presents. It meant I had two of everything where everyone else just had one. In all honesty from what I can remember I was okay with it all if not happy about the split. Who knows what was really going through my head but now as an adult the happy and good parts of the split is all I can remember.
One of the main things that was to me a bonus of the whole situation was some major one on one time. This made me and my mom very close. I enjoyed the freedom and honesty in which my mom brought me up. I could come to her with just about anything and I always thanked her for the chats.
My mom was their for me through some very hard times, teenage years were not kind to me at all. Yet with each problem I had my mom was there and I thanked her each time.
Does that mean that it was all smiles and rainbows... of course not! I was mad at my mom a lot as should any child at some point or another. Yet we got through it all and just grew closer. I thanked her when she was there for me. I thanked her when she would make my favorite dinner or help me with my homework.
Yet I never thanked her enough.
I got a job and saved up and moved out. She was still there when she could be and sometimes even when she was unable to be she still made the effort. Then I meet someone and I did the one thing I never wanted to do. Date someone who already had a kid. I was still young and not ready to be a step mom.
His child did not live with him and we only saw him here and there so it ended up working out. We progressed in our relationship and few years later we are living together and got a call "Can you take him I can't deal with him anymore?" My now fiances ex was no longer able to handle their child and she wanted him to move in with us. BOOM! Instant step mom.
At this point I loved the kid and my fiance too much to run, even if I was not ready I took it with stride and excepted him into our lives on a full time base now. This is when I opened my mouth and... my mother came out.
For the last three years now I have been saying sorry to my mother for all the things I did as a kid that my step son is now doing to me. My mom just laughs. Now I finally understand what my mom was saying or why she was doing what she was doing when I was small. Now I don't just thank her for the times she drove to that place I need to go but for that time she sat next to me and watched TV with me even if it was a show she was not fond of. Now as a parent I finally understand and appreciate my mother more fully.
I even realized a silly little trick she played on me as a child whether is was on purpose or not. We used to go to the store sometimes and as a "treat" get strawberries or other types of fruit. Well now I take my step son and do the same thing. No longer does it have to be an ice cream cone as a job well done surprise but just a few strawberries and he is thrilled.