A Mother’s Day wish
A guest post by Renée Meier
There are a lot of articles floating around about what mothers really want for Mother’s Day.
Hot tip: It’s not fluffy slippers or a wheat bag shaped like an owl.
I imagine on most mothers’ wish lists are the special things that money can’t buy. Things like a sleep in, time alone and not having to cook, clean or referee arguments. Essentially, a day off along with a healthy dose of appreciation for all that she is and all that she does.
Not too much to ask, right?
As the sole parent to three kids under eleven, I’m a realist. My day is likely to start far too early, with homemade cards and lukewarm coffee (luckily that’s the way I like it!). We’ll visit family and my own mum will undoubtedly have bought me something on behalf of the kids. Because, let’s face it, even on Mother’s Day mothers still think about their children. They are awesome like that.
I will treasure every gift and smooshy kiss I receive, yet what I really want for Mother’s Day is something I know I can never have: A crystal ball.
I would give anything to be able to see into the future. I want to know that despite everything life has thrown at them, and will continue to throw at them, my children will grow up to be healthy, happy, well adjusted humans.
Like every mother, I worry. I worry about how they are doing at school. I worry about how they are coping with all the changes that have happened in our life recently. I worry about whether I am doing enough to equip them to make good choices as teenagers. I worry about all of the external influences over which I have no control.
Don’t get me wrong I don’t want to wrap my children in cotton wool. I have no desire for them to live a sheltered and ‘safe’ existence. I know as well as anyone that our life experiences – good and bad – shape us and help us grow. I know they will get hurt. They will make mistakes and they will find themselves in difficult situations.
But like all mothers, I ultimately want the best for my children. I want them to learn from their mistakes, to be resilient and to thrive.
Basically, I just want to know that my kids are going to be ok.
Renée is a freelance writer, perpetual student and aspiring novelist. In her spare time she’s the sole parent to 3 rambunctious little people. She survives predominantly on coffee and squishy hugs.
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