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Why Being The Mom Sucks

In short, because you can not keep your kids from hurting. When they fall and get an owie, you can bandage it and make it feel better. It will heal in time. A physical wound just needs time to feel better.

But when their heart is hurting? There is only so much you can do. You can hug them and hold them and kiss them and tell them you love them. But you can not bandage up the pain. You can not swoop in and take it away. You have to let them feel it and cry and get it out.

As a mom your main purpose is to protect your kids. From hurting. But in the real world there is simply no way to do this all the time. Not only is it impossible, but I fear in the long run it would do your kids a huge disservice to protect them so much. Sheltering.

I have learned that when your kids hurt, you hurt too. Even though you are the adult and you understand how life is and you know that sometimes things are for the best, you still hate to see your child hurting. You ache for them. You want to cry with them. You want to make it all better. Sometimes though, you simply can not.

That is the hardest part of being the mom. At some point and in some times, you lose super power status. Your kids see that you can not make everything okay every single time. And oh how it hurts you.

Being the mom sucks. Because sometimes all you can do is say you are sorry for the pain.

Comments

Anonymous said…
You know it's funny to me that you say that's all a Mom can do...but I have found that usually that's what they want and what they need. The true gift is that you are there and that you know that they are hurting. No, we can't make it all better all the time...but yes we can be there all the time. And we know that there are lots of 'owies' of the heart - I have 2 teen girls- you just be there to catch them. But it does suck...next round of beer is on me. Does that help some? ; ) Love ya - Kiki
Anonymous said…
Hello.This is first time for me to visit your site.
I have three children (6year-old boy,4year-old boy,2year-old girl)
They are angel, sometimes devil, though...
I'm happy if you link to my site.It is written in Japanese and English,and show pictures.
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