I’m overjoyed that my son is home for the holidays. His first night home I slept like a baby. My maternal instinct was just so happy to have him under my roof to feed and fuss over. Contentment oozes from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
Christmas was small in comparison to previous years but the time together is the most valuable and priceless part of his visit. We’ve discussed his future plans, plotted world peace, negotiated some serious topics, and enjoyed our time with friends and family.
Motherhood is not easy. I’ve had to compromise, let go way to soon, and I’m challenged over and over on the fact that I let him decide to live with his father. I’ve been judged and found wanting with no evidence based on that one item alone. I learned a long time ago that you can’t defend yourself. Actions speak louder than words and I don’t need to justify my actions in this case.
Being a single mom hasn’t stopped with him living with his dad. I still have the same job of parenting. To guide him to being an independent adult that will be responsible and can handle any situation life throws at him. To know that he’s capable of adulting. I freaking hear this way too much or see memes about not adulting today. Well you don’t get to take a break from that and if you are it’s called being irresponsible. No accountability…get your shit together! Just do it…life sucks balls sometimes. Leaping off my soapbox now. Makes me a bit crazy when I hear that kind of stuff. Now for those of you that are being funny and you’re responsible…you have a pass on my gripe.
Just in case anyone isn’t sure adulting means: you pay your bills first then play with what’s left. Take care of your family and kids first before spending on wants or frivolous items.
Back to where I was going with this blog…it has been a load of experiences. Mountain coaster riding…no brakes!!! Thrill seekers are us. Topped that experience off with keys locked in the vehicle. Only I can do that twice in less than a month. Too many distractions and I need to do some ‘being in the moment’ and not looking ahead to the next moment. BUT the gentleman that busted my keys free cracked us up. He drove up in his little van and backed into the space next to me. He jumps out and as he comes around I see his cap says ‘Jesus is Lord’ or ‘I love Jesus’. Can’t recall because I was totally thrown by the heavy rap song that busted loose unexpectedly from his ride along with the clear word ‘Fuck’. Whaaat….that word and Jesus typically don’t go together. He turns it off and doesn’t say anything. As he starts breaking in to my vehicle his phone goes off – he answers and as soon as he gets off the music starts again – I hear fuck AGAIN! I’m trying not to laugh as he frantically tries to cut the music off. He then tells us that he had picked a Christmas music station on Pandora and instead of Christmas music he gets rap with foul language every time. OMG hysterical and his face was bright red too. He made quick work of the break in so we were off and blazing a trail home so we could see Rogue One. Soooo good and if you don’t know Star Wars that’s a tragedy! We saw Assassin’s Creed the week before…it was good too. My son said they did a good job, and he’s my little gamer so he’ll know better than I will.
Up next a trip to Ft. Smith, AR to ring in the New Year and then off to Tulsa, OK to watch the Tulsa Oilers play some hockey against Wichita. Fun times. Any seat in the BOK Center is good so no complaints and we got to listen to fans from both sides cheer on their team. It was our first time to see a minor league game and it was fun so we’ll be doing it again!
Point is I don’t get a ton of time with my son, but we try to make the most of it. Goes back to Be Here Now and how important that concept is when he’s with me and how finite our time is together. To rip off Zombieland – one of our favorite movies – Rule #32 Enjoy the Little Things!
Happy New Year! I hope that all those that read my blog and even those that don’t are blessed with a fantastic year!