Soon I will be the mother of two little boys.
And I am 110% GIRL.
I love make-up, jewelry, high heels, decorating, and the ballet. I really don’t care for football and I scream my head off at the site of most bugs. Yet God, who knows me better than anyone, has called me to raise two precious little boys into Godly men for His glory. Lately this means pushing the lawn mower (while off) around the yard and making lawn mower noises while my two-year old trails me with his plastic mower, making lawn mower noises of his own. It can be a bit mind-numbing after the first 45 minutes are so, but my little guy LIVES for it, so I keep on pushing and smile and act like I’m having the time of my life.
I’m from Texas, the part with a lot of cowboys. (Oh wait, that describes the whole state.)
The phrase is…Boy Mom Up.
And yesterday, I was really quite tired. I’ve been going nonstop and I’m on a new streak of exercising. I was ready to “clock out” for a while. But my husband set up an awesome Nerf gun “course” on the park across the street from our house. Our boys and the neighbor kids were excited to have a “war”. My husband said he needed me to be on his team. At first I stared off into space, considering how my legs were feeling like cinder blocks. But then I “boy-mommed-up” and agreed. I might not have been the most active player. Or the most valuable player. But I was out there, and that counts. Never mind that I screamed and winced when someone within 7 feet shot at me. I hope that my boys will remember my presence on the battleground one day, even though I’m not in any of the pictures.
I’m thinking of designing a bumper sticker. Who wants one? Be sure to “boy mom up” today if you can!
Your kids will never forget it.
Do you have any stories to share of your proudest “boy mom” moment? Please share…we all need inspiration.