I'll never be a son

Being a mother is something else. It is an experience unparalleled by any other. You heard all the time as a kid that one day you would understand. One day, you'll have kids and then you'll get it. Yeah right, whatever! Then one day, there you are, holding that precious life in your arms and it clicks! Now you know - or at least you think you do. Then they start to grow up. They walk, they talk, they learn more each day. One day, you look at your child and think, "When did this happen?" Somehow your child was born and it feels like the very next day they are in kindergarten, then middle school. And you start saying the same things you laughed at when you were a kid. "They grow up so fast" ; "Where has the time gone?" Now you know it's true. And you start to hold on a little tighter to the younger ones, hug them all a little longer, listen a little harder for the "I love you"s you're afraid will fade. You start then to realize your mother was right! "One day" has come! You finally appreciate her and all she did because you're doing it now and you want your kids to appreciate YOU now. It's not going to happen, you have to tell yourself. You didn't until now! Do you really have to wait that long? How unfair! Then you remember mom again and you feel guilty.

OK, so let's get to the point of my rambling! We have a running conversation in my house. My daughter says,"I love you, Mommy" (yes, I'm still Mommy and she's 11 - yay). To this I say, "I love you more." Now, I used to get an argument from her. You know: Daughter, "No, I love you more", Me "No, I love YOU more.", etc. One day, I tell her, "No, I love you more. You just don't understand. You won't understand until you're a mother yourself." End of those arguments! Now it goes: daughter, "I love you Mommy" ; Me, "I love you more." ; daughter, "I know." I killed that
one dead, didn't I? I think I liked the argument better!

Now comes my son! "I love you, Mommy" ; Me, "I love you more." ; son, "No, I love YOU more." ; me, "No, I love YOU more. You just don't understand. You'll come close one day when you're a daddy, but you will still not quite get it, because you'll never be a mommy." ; without ANY hesitation: son,"No, YOU don't understand and you never will, because you'll never be a son!" OK, so that one shut me up!

Did I mention I love my kids? :)

Wasawarrior?

OK, no, I was never in the military! Warrior is my maiden name. Ready? My first name is Letha. I know, I know, it's funny, many jokes immediately come to mind! Try growing up with it. Letha is an unusual enough name to start with. I've heard of a few, but never actually MET another Letha. So, my first name alone doesn't necessarily inspire laughter. Add them together, though, Letha Warrior! I was thirteen when Lethal Weapon came out! That nickname stuck around awhile!! So, I got married, and I changed it. Not because I didn't like it! I love my name - hence, every place I sign up for account will be "wasawarrior" unless it's taken. And, honestly, how often will that name be forgotten? You'll meet 100 Jennifers and Susans, but the Letha Warriors, you will remember us (if only for our names.)