Please enjoy this conversation featuring Michelle, the therapist with myself and Dr. K. E. Garland. In this discussion, we talk about motherhood and mothering adults vs younger children.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the mothers out there!
LadyG loves YOU!😘💋
I am the curve and he is the line.
My brother and I are different, but there is more than enough room in this world for him, me and YOU!
Today, I wanted to share an interview that I recently conducted with my younger brother, Tack.
During our conversation, we discussed our childhood, living paycheck to paycheck; not to mention, our parents and their parenting style.
In this interview, my brother also revealed our mother’s most important lessons about people and life.
Be forewarned, you are listening to a conversation between me and my brother so my southern accent is BLAZING!!! Good luck and Godspeed trying to understand some of this! LOL!!!
Stay tuned for part 2, when we discuss a bit more about our Dad, and what it was like for my brother growing up with LadyG as a big sister.
My 22 year-old son and I are very close.
We always have been.
From the moment he was born, he and I were inseparable.
I can remember turning down plenty of opportunities to go hang out with friends; opting instead to stay home with my baby boy.
People would say, “I know the perfect babysitter.”
To which I would respond with something along the lines of, “Well, I don’t know that person and neither does my son…so there’s that.”
Sounds harsh doesn’t it?
Anyway, suffice it to say, whenever my son (or my daughter) would ask to do things that were borderline ‘iffy,’ I’d think long and hard before deciding whether or not I would allow them to partake.
And, whenever I decided NOT to allow them to do something, I would explain, sometimes ad nauseum, why I came to the conclusion that I did.
Then I would punctuate that explanation with the following statement, “Baby, you are extremely valuable and you cannot be replaced.”
That said, Mama watched them babies like the proverbial HAWK!
My son graduated high school and went away to college.
At that point, all bets were off!
He was his own man and I had no control over his choices.
My only saving grace was the fact that I still had influence.
Luckily, my son and I had always been able to talk about ANYTHING…and I mean anything.
He valued my opinion and often sought and listened to my advice.
He sought and listened to my advice…
Until he didn’t.
And that’s when I had to come to terms with the fact that this dude was now an adult who was more than capable of making his own decisions.
In short, I needed to fall back!
So nowadays, when he tells me that he’s leaving to go on a tour of the Moon and Mars, I just have to say a quiet prayer, be still, and know that God is watching over him wherever he goes.
Having said all of that, I recently told my son, “Listen to Mama…but just not too much.”
Friends, I said that because I want him to benefit from my wisdom and experience but not be paralyzed by my fears.
He got my point.
I hope you do too.
But just in case you didn’t…
Remember, whether you are seeking advice from Mama, Daddy, or whomever, use your own discernment.
Take what’s useful and kindly leave what’s not!
***Said the woman who has been white-knuckling her way through motherhood!
Love and light to you!
PS: This is dedicated to my children, R and J, and for ALL of my “babies” in the blogosphere!
You guys know who you are 🙂
This is also for every parent and child, no matter where you are in the process 🙂