Do You Mom Like Your Mom Mommed?

I love my mom dearly but she was not at all the kind of mom I ever wanted to be.

She never played with us. Ever.

She was always cooking or cleaning or running errands.

And she was often a bit short-tempered.

I know she loved us, but she didn’t ooze the love, ya know?

When I had my own kids, I was totally different. I didn’t try to be different. I just was.

I played with my kids. I came up with all kinds of creative activities we could do together, crafts, games, songs, you name it.

And I was and am a hugger and a lover, and they knew it and they know it.

They really never had a choice about it. I loved ‘em up good.

Even now, my 19-year old son gets hugs from me every day. Sometimes he comes to me to get them (don’t tell anyone), sometimes he reluctantly lets me have them, and sometimes I literally chase him around the house to get them.

I’m nowhere near a perfect mom, but I do ooze the love.