A Mom's Life
Who I Am
November 16 2006, 1:45 PM
[  Mood: Happy ][  Currently: Listening to The Fray ]
There I was, standing in the hallway at Bri's elementary school. Lost in thoughts of dinner, returning phone calls, paying bills, homework, tending to the crazy that can be motherhood. Suddenly I felt a tug on my coat. There stood a child of about 8 or 10. "Are you Brianna's Mom," she asked?
Time stopped for me. Every fear we had about Brianna making friends, fitting in came back. I remembered crying the first day of kindergarten. What would the other children think? Would they be as cruel as I remember children being? And what about the parents? Would they be angry that my child was there?
I, like most parents, held onto the notion that my child did belong. She was going to be part of the world, whether the world was ready or not. I was all to painfully aware that many weren't ready. And while I could see all the things Bri could be, they would constantly remind me of all she couldn't. Brian and I held onto a sort of hopeful skepticism.
And so it went. Until today. Until I was asked that question. "Are you Brianna's Mom." Because all I ever wanted came in a rush. I was the mother to this goofy, sweet, loving child. This amazing kid that had friends, that laughed, that shared secrets on the playground. This child that got invited to birthday parties, that ate pizza with ranch dressing when all the kids at school did. It suddenly occured to me that while we were waiting for the other shoe to drop, something amazing happened. The world came around. Bri had friends. More importantly, she had acceptance and recognition.
"Yep, that's me. Bri's Mom." She grinned and said, "I knew that! Tell her Bethany said hi." And tears of pride came before she even made it to the end of the hall.
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Cool.
I never thought that that would be such an emotion-packed moment for me, with both of my kids, to be identified as 'Sam's Dad', or 'Emma's Dad'. I think it's always going to be cool, as long as it's not a member of law enforcement asking the question. . .  |
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