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When We Realize Our Mommy Powers Are Transforming
Today, I had a tough epiphany: my once-mighty mommy powers—the skills that helped me chase away imaginary monsters, prevent toddler art projects gone rogue, and keep my little ones safe—are diminishing as my kids grow. With ages 16, 13, and 10, those powers feel less effective than they used to.
Sure, there were moments I missed, like when my three-year-old decided to create a race track with a red Sharpie on our cream carpet, or when my ten-year-old thought it wise to etch the names of the Beatles into his brand new dresser. Even superheroes have their off days, right? As long as my kids were healthy and happy, I felt like I was doing just fine.
A few years back, my ability to whip up snacks was put to the test. Suddenly, I was hearing critiques about my driving routes to their after-school activities. They had ideas of their own! No worries, I reminded them that I’m a mom, not a genie, and swiftly taught them to make their own snacks. I also made it clear that whoever was behind the wheel is in charge of the route, and if they didn’t like my choices, they could always skip the playdates.
Deep down, I wished for an upgrade—maybe a turbo boost on my powers and a hefty dose of patience. I reminisced about the days when everything I did felt magical and perfect. Yet, I also found joy in watching them become more independent.
Then came the tough questions. Why do grandfathers age and move into assisted living? Why do loved ones get sick and pass away? How can someone harm others in places meant for safety? In these moments, my powers had their limits. I realized there are some explanations beyond a mother’s grasp. All I could do was listen and offer reassurance, even when I felt unsure myself. While I can’t take away their pain, I could at least help lighten it.
Now, two of my kids are taller than me! I can’t even carry my youngest to bed if he falls asleep on the couch. My eldest is contemplating college, and soon he’ll be able to sign documents and vote! Each day, they drift a little further from the reach of my mommy magic.
As I ponder all the exciting yet daunting adventures that await them, a part of me wishes I could freeze time. There are moments when I’d trade anything to keep them little forever—to have a kiss that always cures their hurts or a song that banishes their nightmares.
Today, it dawned on me: I’m not losing my powers, I’m passing them on. Sometimes it’s done willingly and lovingly; other times, it feels like a tug-of-war. But those special powers were never mine to hold onto forever.
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In summary, as our children grow and we adapt, we realize that motherhood is about evolving together. It’s about sharing our strengths, even when it feels like we’re letting go.