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I was stirring dinner and a salty tear or two might have splashed into the soup.
I had just sent all three of my kids to their rooms because honestly, they were safer there.
Kids - Sleepover - Eye - Word - Noises
One of my kids was so whiny from a sleepover my eye twitched every third word she said, my middle one was following me around making noises and my teen had just hurt my feelings.
I stirred soup and thought about all the things that had gone wrong in the last hour and how I had handled them and I cried.
Son - Doorway
I looked up and saw my teen son standing in the doorway.
He didn’t say a word. He walked over and wrapped his arms around me and he hugged me for a long time. He’s 6 foot tall, this gangly boy-child of mine and all I could think was, “He is acting like a man.” And I swallowed the enormous lump in my throat.
Siblings - Mom
He spoke for his siblings and said, “We’re sorry, Mom,” and then he was gone.
I stood in the kitchen and thought about how quickly my perception of my kids gets distorted. I live so up- close to them. I’m their manager, their evaluator, cheerleader, and chief overseer. I scrutinize and organize and sometimes forget to realize who they are right now and not just who they are becoming.
I mean, yeah, I know I am blessed with wonderful kids. I know this.
But in the moments when I feel like their behavior is a...
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