Me! The mother who could barely remember to feed him once I began weaning him off the bottle. (Not to worry. Blueberry Buckle soon became his and my favorite. As for some unholy meat thing labeled "veal," well, he spewed it once and we never looked back.)
Me? The mother who in 1993 believed acting like one tough mother met yelling louder than a three-year old and physically over-powering a toddler when worse came to worse. Unfortunately for Ricky and me, worse came to worse far more often than it should have. You can read all about that period of, Awful Motherhood, (and the lasting change I found) in another book of mine, She's Gonna Blow.
Anyway, back to Graduation Day Pondering.
Yes, I'm still surprised to be his mom at times. Surprised he claims me as his rent too! But after all is pondered, analyzed, and considered, here's what I think: I did A LOT of things right. Yep. Right. Excellently right, if I may say so myself. And I've decided to list a few of them for your maternal reading pleasure. After doing so, make up your own list. Read them to your children (whether they want to listen or not) And treat yourself to a moment of maternal satisfaction.
What I Did Right
- Asked a million questions regarding the health of my children (gestational development, weird rashes, apnea fears) and never hesitated to get a second and third opinion.
- Picked up my babies nearly every time they cried.
- Read, "I Love You Forever," 16,435,943 times. Really.....I'm serious.
- Going away on week long vacations...without kids.
- Admitted SpongeBob SquarePants is funny. Stupid, but funny.
- Saying, "Because I said so, that's why," without guilt or hesitancy.
- Belting out, Don't Stop Believing, and other classic rock-and-roll at the top of my lungs while stuck in traffic with my children---with the windows rolled down. (I was supposed to marry Steve Perry. He failed to see me amongst the other 30,000+ fans at the Kansas City arena in 1983. "Oh, Julie, our love holds on, holds on....")
- Saying, "I'm sorry," when I needed to.
- Baking Tollhouse Chocolate Chip Cookies nearly once a week for the past 20 years.
- Admitting when I was (am) wrong. (It happens on occassion.)
- Living my life as authentically and loudly as possible before my children's eyes.