Welcome to another Mommy Moment! If you’re not sure what it is, head over and read all about how Mommy Moments at the Monster came to be.
Today, I’m so excited to welcome Tayarra from 5 Sharp Lives! Tayarra is mom to three little boys (3 people! I can barely handle one boy!) and she is one of the the sweetest, most sincere women I’ve met since I started blogging. I love her, and so will you if you don’t already know her.
Go grab a cup of coffee and a donut, ahem, I mean a low-fat muffin, or depending on the time of the day maybe some wine and chocolate, and sit back and enjoy the story!
First of all I’m thrilled to be guest posting here. I have loved Natalie’s blog for some time now. She has both inspired me and made me feel much more confident in this whole motherhood gig. I blog over at rtrsharpfamily.blogspot.com where you can find a lot of pictures, a lot of honesty, and usually some laughs. I have 3 boys; Wyatt 5, Waylon 3, and Weston turns 1 in just a few short weeks. Yes, we are done. No, we will not be trying for any girls. Yes, they are all W’s. We didn’t really do it on purpose. My boys are my world even if they stress me out the majority of the time. Crazy how that whole unconditional love thing works.
I hope you will enjoy my little heart pouring below. Maybe you can relate. I can still see him standing there on that little hill with such vulnerability in his eyes. This is one of those parenting moments you don’t want to forget. One of those moments where you take that picture in your mind and plead to hold onto it. Thanks for reading my words and I look forward to your thoughts.
He grabs his Gatorade
Then his mouthpiece
With his shoes tied he jumps out of the car eager to go
Crosses the road carefully just like every time we go to the mailbox
He’s running to the coach and the players lining up to get their flags in the field
Then stops and looks back
There’s too much distance
The reality of his isolation sinks in
Mom’s too far away and I can’t reach her hand
The confident, cool, funny guy he comfortably is retreats
Will they like me
Am I good enough
Will they want to play with me
He crosses his arms and squeezes his chest
His forehead wrinkles just above his nose and his eyes show the slightest bit of panic
It all rushes to his head and shatters his posture
If only I could make him strong
Believe in himself
Never question who he is
If only I could do it for him
Save him the hurt
If only I could announce to the world how cool he is
What a sweet heart he has
And what a best friend he could be
If only I could be there forever to hold his hand
To squeeze it at just the right times
To rid his insecurities
To build him up and make him strong
Does he get it
Does he understand when I tell him how awesome he is
If only they could see him through my eyes
Feel my love for him for themselves
His clamp loosens around his chest
He jams his mouthpiece in his mouth
Stretches out his arm
Those long slender fingers wave in the air
He turns with a skip and a jump
Faces his fears
Puts a smile on his face
And fills a hole in my heart
Thanks for sharing, Tayarra! I have a story that will forever be etched in my mind, and this totally reminds me about it. It’s perfect, and brought tears to my eyes. Seeing our children be strong — even if they are afraid — is so amazing!
There’s no manual out there for what we do, so sharing stories like this helps us all learn from each other.
Also…I just found this website and it’s so cool! Can’t wait to pick up some of the tumblers…would make cool gifts too!