World's Best Mom

I am not the type of mom you will see volunteering as "Homeroom Mom" or "Team Mom." I will not stalk my children at school as the PTA president, nor will I follow them at every single field trip. I'm just not that type of mom. Honestly, I need my space and I think my kids need their's as well.



I always felt like a bad mom because I'm not that "involved in every aspect of my kid's life" kind of mom. You will, however, find me in the bleachers cheering them on. I am their biggest fan whether it is at sports, school, or just hanging out being silly. I am not overly protective, but if somebody makes my kids cry, the claws will come out. I'm not a physically affectionate person, but I love a good cuddle with my kids (as long as they are sitting still, which is rare).




So this past week has been really rough on me. Being in the hospital and out of commission has caused me to miss a lot of the things that I AM there for. I missed my kids' first wresting match, I didn't get to meet their teachers at the open house, and I didn't get to take them to school on their first day. These are the things I am usually there for. It has made me realize that the best mom's are not necessarily the one's that are there for everything, sometimes they are the ones that are there for what is important.

If my kids cry, I tell them to suck it up and get up. But when they are having a bad day, overly tired, or really hurt I am there to kiss boo boos. I am there to tell them it's okay. I may be too tough on them sometimes, but I think that's what they expect from me. Heck, my kids would eat me alive if I gave into every single tear.

One of the worse parents are those that tell their kids they are the best, even if they are not. Like those parents that tell their kids to try out for American Idol, even thought their kid can not sing at all. I'm not going to puff up my kids' egos, I am going to cheer for them and help them to be the best they can be. I don't care if they are the best, but I am going to teach them to try.

All moms are different. This week I learned which ones are the best. I learned I am the world's best mom...at least for my kids.