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Mama’s Boys Aren’t Adorable at 35
I have a secret to share. I used to be the mom who aimed to raise mama’s boys. There was something so satisfying about being their go-to person. I reveled in their dependence on me, relishing the chaos of my life that came with being their everything.
I’d find myself at 2 AM, half-awake, juggling between soothing a baby, calming a toddler having a nightmare, and helping another little guy make it to the bathroom. I took pride in doing it all myself, dragging my kids along to every doctor’s appointment, and refusing to let anyone help. Dinner time often meant creating three different meals, picking up toys because it was easier, zipping up jackets at five, and tying shoelaces at ten.
“Can you get me a snack? Can you pack my backpack?” Their endless requests were met with an enthusiastic “Yes! Mommy can!” And I did it all with joy. After all, who else would cut off crusts, whip up the ideal scrambled eggs, or ensure that Spiderman shirt was always clean? It was as if I was saying, “Never leave me!” each time I tucked them in.
Was it a bit co-dependent? Absolutely. Would I do it again? Probably. We were a happy, needy family, and that felt good. But now, as my boys grow older—6, 9, and 12—I’m starting to see the bigger picture.
I can’t help but imagine them at 35, still living at home, surrounded by a mess—hair scruff in the sink, dirty laundry strewn around, and a chorus of snoring echoing from their bedrooms. I’d probably suffocate from the gas or die of embarrassment from their ridiculous antics, like barging in on me while demanding justice over hair gel or the last bag of chips.
Sleep would be a thing of the past as I’d have to drag them out of bed for work—if they even had jobs—cooking eggs in three different styles. Suddenly, the idea of raising mama’s boys didn’t seem so appealing anymore.
Recently, I’ve decided it’s time to loosen the reins a bit and give them more independence. Now, they’re learning to dress themselves, wash up, and tie their own shoes. They tackle their homework without my nagging, manage the recyclables, and even empty the dishwasher. They’re starting to figure out their responsibilities—well, most of the time, anyway. It’s a work in progress.
The truth is, you can’t mess with nature. Kids grow up, and it’s our job to guide them toward becoming responsible adults before gently nudging them out into the world. Of course, they’re still required to call daily, visit weekly, and only date women I approve of.
While I may not want mama’s boys anymore, maybe mama’s men could work out just fine.
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In summary, while raising mama’s boys felt fulfilling in the moment, it’s essential to encourage independence as they grow. Transitioning from needy children to responsible adults is a journey worth taking, ensuring they remain close while also thriving on their own.