I had the perfect conversation this week.
I took my son out for ice-cream and we talked and talked about everything under the sun together.
The conversation took a lot out of me. It called for every ounce of honesty and integrity that I had in myself.
It was not a child conversation but an adolescent conversation. It changed the both of us in a lot of ways and set us in a new direction.
It was an amazing and great outing and talk.
I won’t disclose what we talked about because it is private between Bear and I, but I realized that we have created between us this open and honest dialogue and I could not have been more grateful for it.
And boy stuff too! I had not known I had it in me to be good at that.
So he asked me a ton of questions, and at times I had the urge to tell him what I wanted him to hear but instead I went for the truth each time.
And let him make his own choices based on my own truths.
I always wondered a bit what was wrong with me as I had so little joy making puzzles, and doing crafts, and chasing toddlers around shopping malls when they were little. What was wrong with me as a Mother that I did not seem to love this stage at the same level as most others do? (I still liked many parts of this stage but also did not like alot of other parts if I am being honest).
But now…BRING THIS ON! Motherhood is joyful when I get to listen, and coach and answer intricate and tough questions. Analysis, complexity, emotions and feelings. This is the best! And with a cone of ice-cream out in the sun? Even better.
It seems that most I speak to start super close to their kids but end up more distanced as they enter their tweens. For me it seems to happen in the opposite way I guess. I guess we all do mothering differently.
So although I always thought I would be the Mom of girls and secretly prayed for girls my whole life, although I feel more than blessed to have my beautiful daughter, I feel so grateful to be the Mom of boys.
I LOVE being Mom to Sons.
I love their ways, their differences and their way of being.
I love that they love and need their Mommies in the ways that daughters love and need their Daddies.
These boys have completed me in the way I always knew a daughter would.
I love this Boy Bear a ton.
