Monday, June 15, 2015

I am Not the Only One

This past weekend, I took Gus, 7 years old, on a Mother/ Son, Cub Scout camping weekend. It was just me and my boy from Friday afternoon until Sunday morning.

Well, us and about 400 other Moms and their 7-10 year old boys.

Yes, that is a lot of little boys.

What I learned from this little excursion is that I am not alone. I am not the only mother who needs to remind her son to use his manners.


My son is not the only boy who is enamored with poop and toilets and farts and butts.

My son is not the only one who is drawn to sticks with such great force, he simply cannot resist to pick them up and wield them as a sword or lean on them like a cane or attempt to retrieve a lost toy by scrapping the roof with one or simply sicking them into the ground.

I am not the only mother who asks my son the same question over, and over, and over, again. I am not the only mother who udders the words, "Stop that this instant or we can pack up and just head home right now!"

My son is not the only one who is drawn off the beaten path, into the woods where dirt and grass and plants and bugs call to him and rocks and trees beg to be climbed and explored.

I am not the only mother who is sick of hearing about Minecraft and Lego Star Wars. Or who has to explain a million times that, yes, you need to wear clean underwear every day. Or who always has to deal with piddle on the toilet seat and on the floor.

My son is not the only one who brought stuffed animals along. Or who gets scared at night and is glad his mom is always close by.

I am not the only mother in this world trying my best to raise a respectable man.

It's not easy to be the mother of a boy, but it is also such a blessing.

Thank God I am not the only one.




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10 comments:

  1. Being around other moms can be a very reassuring experience!

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  2. No, you're not. Raising a boy into a man is hard. Especially when they just don't quite understand the value of peeing into the toilet as opposed to ON it.

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    1. Yes, aiming takes a lot of practice!

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  3. I love everything about this post. I used to think that my kid was for sure going to end up in jail - after spending more time with other moms, I realize that he's just being a boy and this too shall pass!

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  4. Love it! My older child is a girl, so with my son I'm learning about all this boy stuff one day at a time. Girls also like fart and poop jokes, by the way. I don't think there's any way of avoiding that one :)

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    1. My youngest is a girl, so I'm finding out that they love poop jokes too!

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  5. I feel blessed to be the mother of both sons and daughters. I think my girls are a bit harder though...

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    1. Yes, each child is different, that's for sure! Thanks for reading!

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