I think about my mom more and more as my kids get older. Do you ever wish you could be a fly on the wall to watch your own parents interacting with you as little kids on a daily basis? We forget so much! I find myself having subconscious conversations with her or remembering how she would have handled a situation. I wonder what her advice might be in the moment, and how she managed our days when my sister and I were young.
Today as I am thinking about my mom I am thinking about all the small moments that were so special between us. I had a particular special moment with Ella my oldest (almost 2 1/2) the other night. She is just beginning to go on her Elmo potty this past couple of weeks, and she wanted to try it again. So I helped her get over there and sang our potty song “keep you’re hiney on the potty til you’re done” to the tune of “If you’re happy and you know it.” (Yes, you can use that . . . free of charge haha). Language shapes culture right? Anyways, as is not uncommon, something scared or spooked her and she jumped off that potty and started crying. She came over to me as I was sitting on the floor leaning against the wall and she climbed into my lap just sobbing. I tried to understand what happened but you’ve been there I’m sure, the emotion is just too much and you just have no idea what they are trying to tell you because it all just sounds like sobbing! Even after she calmed down and got in the bath tub it was like she kept remembering whatever scared her and would start to cry again. I still have no idea what it was. I just felt the need to reassure her that she was ok and it was fine for her to wait until she’s ready to try again.
Its so special when they get old enough to look you in the eye and listen to your words. I could tell it really helped her to know that I wasn’t going to push her to get back on the potty. It helped her heart feel better. Later on when I got her lotioned and diapered and hair/tooth brushed (which takes a LONG time some nights!) I read her some books and then decided to do something different. Instead of just praying and rubbing her back and walking her to bed as I normally would I brought her into my lap face to face and looked in her eyes. I told her I was so proud of her for being so brave to try something new and go on her potty. And I asked her if she felt scared about something and she said yes, but I couldn’t get any more out of her about it still. So I reminded her of what she’s learning in BayKids, that Jesus is her good friend, and that he is always with her. I wanted her to know that she can trust him and he will be there with her if she’s scared.
How cool is it when your kids get old enough to understand you in those moments! I saw it sinking in! Then after I got her in bed I thought about how many moments like that I shared with my own mom. So many of them just slip away because you can’t write everything down. I wish I could know all those moments that happened, and the words she said to me. Because I know that even from a young age those moments are what made me who I am and taught me about faith in Jesus.
Maybe this makes you sad, because you didn’t have great moments with your mom. Maybe it makes you miss your mom this Mothers Day because you aren’t with her. Maybe you feel down on yourself because you haven’t been using your words to build up your kids like you could have been. These feelings matter, and Jesus sees you. If you are a mom, there is a message for you. A message for us. You can start now. You can shape your child’s sense of who they are, and you can lead them with your words toward a new life knowing Jesus. Your words matter more than anyone else’s words to your child. They have more potential, more influence, more weight than any other words in this world. You know, because you know how much your own mother’s words have stayed with you. You can start today, find a way to use your words to create special moments between you and your child and look for their eyes and heart to connect with yours. Fight for those moments, don’t pass them up! It’s all those little things over a lifetime that made me who I am.
Thank you mommy and Happy Mother’s Day! I love you so much!