This week, our home is buzzing with anticipation. The “Boot & Bow Ties: A Southern Soiree” Mom & Son dance is tomorrow and Arrington and I have been preparing for our first formal date to together.
As we search for the perfect pair of boots—his feet have outgrown the last pair—I can’t help but feel a swell of emotions. There’s excitement, of course, but also a profound sense of love and gratitude for this mother son bonding experience.
With his sweet and old soul, my son often surprises me with spontaneous hugs and heartfelt words like, “I just love you so much! Thank you for taking care of me and loving me.” Moments like these melt my heart and remind me of the deep bond we share.
Our family is always dancing—whether it’s in the kitchen, outside, or now at a “formal” event. This dance isn’t just about the steps; it’s about celebrating the journey of motherhood and the unique connection between a mother and her son.
Honoring the Matriarchs
As Mother’s Day approaches, I find myself reflecting on the incredible women who have shaped my life. This year is particularly poignant, as it’s our first Mother’s Day without my maternal grandmother. Her presence was a cornerstone of our family gatherings, and her absence is deeply felt.
Yet, I also celebrate my mother, my paternal grandmother, my aunts, and the many women in my life who have influenced my approach to motherhood. I see my parenting style as a medley—a blend of the lessons, values, and love I’ve received from each of them. While my approach may differ, I hope they recognize the pieces of themselves that live on in how I raise my children.
This Mother’s Day, amidst the flurry of graduations and trips, I hope for a simple celebration: a good meal, heartfelt hugs, and the joy of being with my children After all, it’s the presence, not the presents, that truly matter.
The Essence of Presence
Reflecting on my own childhood, I realize that the most cherished memories aren’t tied to material gifts, but to the feelings and stories behind them. Whether it was receiving a Cabbage Patch Kid, or my first bike, it’s the emotions and shared experiences that linger.
In our family, love is expressed daily, not reserved for special occasions. While my children may not fully grasp the significance of Mother’s Day yet, their spontaneous gestures—a handmade card, a tight hug—mean the world to me.
As I continue on this journey of motherhood, I strive to be present and to create meaningful moments. I am doing my best to instill values of love, discipline, and confidence in my children. It’s not about redoing my past, but building upon it, ensuring my children feel as safe and loved as I did.
A Call to Reflect
Motherhood is a dance—a series of steps, sometimes choreographed, often improvised, but always filled with love. As I prepare for the upcoming dance and intentionally lean into this moment of mother son bonding, I reflect on the legacy of the women before me and feel deeply connected to the beauty in our shared experiences.
BTW: “The most precious moment are those we share with our children” – Michelle Obama
I’d love to hear your stories. How do you celebrate the bonds in your life? Share your experiences and reflections in the comments below.
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Good read! They really are growing fast!
Yes, James. They are growing very fast.