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No, this isn’t the 70’s T.V Show This is my real-life Family. ⋆ A Mother’s Journey

A Mother’s Journey

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A post shared by Arianne (@ajfreelancewriter.momblog) on Sep 27, 2019 at 6:37pm PDT

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Nou wat jammer, maar de vakantie is voorbij. Wat hebben we genoten. Vandaag is het dan zover dag 1 van 2021/2022 Havo3 here you come my babyboy💙 mama mag nog steeds voor jou brood maken what I love♥️ go have fun en maak het er een mooi jaar van You can do it♥️💪🏽✨🙏🏽 We Love you en zijn trots op jou @r_j_______r_j xoxo een gezond , veilig & succesvol schooljaar✨🙏🏽♥️ #momlife #momof4 #momboys #schooljaar #lion #jplifestyle #happylife #blessed #healthy #newschoolyearbegins https://www.instagram.com/p/CTRMWzTLp_g/?utm_medium=tumblr

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I’m still your Mom.... When you no longer listen or care what I say. • I’m still your Mom... When you decide I’m old fashioned and want to go your own way. • I’m still your Mom.... When you talk back, complain and we argue. • I’m still your Mom.... When you figure you know more than I do. • I’m still your Mom.... When you move away and take a piece of my heart with you. • I’m still your Mom...And I will love you still as much as the first day I held you in my arms. • I’m still your Mom.... And I will pray for you and make sure your wings are strong enough to soar. • I’m still your Mom.... I’ll want what’s best and will sacrifice my plans for yours. • I’m still your Mom.... I’ll always have room for you and a hug to welcome you. • I’m still your Mom.... And until my very last breath, I’ll keep carrying your love with me. • And I truly thank God every day for the privilege and joy it is to be called — your Mom. I couldn’t love you any more. ❤️ • I challenge Every Mom to Repost with a picture of your child(ren). • #mothersday2021 #momofrochandrosh #momboys (at Purple Kite Studios Batangas by Jayson and Jo Anne Arquiza) https://www.instagram.com/p/COqIXNpL19U/?igshid=18m8mv7714ixn

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Mom of boys

Raising boys is not for the fainted heart, (that is an understatement). This is, in fact, true for any mother. Boys will test your patience, they will make you question yourself as a parent and a woman, they will bring you to the end of your rope more than once.

Still raising boys can be all these negatives, but you can’t forget the positives and those outweigh any of the bad. Raising boys is rewarding. Raising boys is incredible and teaches you what more about yourself than you could imagine. Raising boys as a mother shows you what being loyal is all about. When you're a mother of boys you learn a new meaning about loyalty. Your sons’ will protect you, your sons’ will come to you for everything. Your sons’ will show you the true meaning love. Raising boys is one of the most rewarding jobs any mother/woman could have. As for myself, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

What scares me as a mother of boys is when the day comes and they start dating. How do you react to that?

Those are my boys, not someone else’s. My oldest son, I call him my teenager just because of his attitude, he’s actually my pre-teen he’s 12. Not that far off from being an actual teenager. He’s what I say, “my big bad middle schooler/jr higher.” Sweetest boy you could ever meet, who loves playing football and is a beast to watch on the field, and love baseball after his great-grandpa. Those are the two sports he has kept playing and loves to play. He gives his heart on the field and plays with his passion for the sport as his motivation and drive.

This year for school shopping was horrible as a mother realizing her sweet little boy isn’t so little anymore. This was the first year that we walked into the store and he took off just bringing his own clothes to the cart. Down to it took him 30 minutes to find the exact socks that he wanted. Talk about an eye-opener. I’m buying him hair gel, and cologne, and a specific toothpaste face cleanser. All these things that never mattered before, well, they matter now. It’s insane.

In my mind I’m yelling, “You are A BOY WHY DOES THIS MATTER, IS IT REALLY THIS COMPLICATED?”

I asked him why all of a sudden this even mattered. His reply was simply, “Mom is mattered to you, you don’t leave the house without your hair and make-up done perfectly, and you always look beautiful. So why shouldn’t I see this and feel just because I’m a boy I shouldn’t feel that same way?”

Crickets, that’s all you could hear was crickets because I had no response to that. I had no come back to why it should be different. At the same time, this was what I realized that I’m raising my boys right even as a single mom which I was for a long time. I’ve been raising the men of tomorrow. I’m proud of that.

My own mother, just recently referred to my children as “bastard children, that are unwanted and nobody cares about.” I have the email to prove that statement from just yesterday.

She can say whatever she wants to say. The point being is my children are not unwanted and are not poison. In fact, they are growing up to be men that I’m proud of the fact that I raised. My boys are incredible and surprise me every day at the men they are becoming. I have their teachers tell me that they can’t remember the last time they were referred to as “Ma’am.” I hold my children to a different standard. This standard is respect. I will respect them until they create a reason for that respect to not be a reason.

My children have at times made me question myself. They have at times made me close the door and cry. They laugh because the couple times I ever “spanked” them they would catch me crying in the bathroom. That was years ago, and that isn’t something that ever happens or takes place. I have a 5 foot 12-year old and a 4’9″ 10-year old that teases me with the fact they will soon be as tall as me. That’s ok, I’m still mom and never has it ever been a fear that they will ever try and hurt me. If anything my boys are extremely protective of me, and they also know, that even when no one else has their back their mom will always have their back...

My boys have taught me more about myself in my adult life then any relationship, divorce, marriage, and life could ever teach me. They have made me a better woman, mother, and person. Because of these two boys, I am who I am today. That is something I will be in debt to them for the rest of my own life. Being a mother of boys is a blessing in disguise.

For all you mothers of boys, be glad and pat yourself on the back. You are surviving wrestle mania in your living room, those awkward doctor appointments because they hurt something. Be proud of the mother you are, because raising boys is not for the fainted heart. It takes a strong woman to raise boys to be men.

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