To those without children, we probably look crazy. But to parents, we're only doing our jobs. And like many jobs, we don't always get accolades. No gold stars, no bonuses, no promotions. But it still all pays off. As I have been navigating dealing with a pre-pubescent girl and trying to teach her to be her best, tonight I think I had a breakthrough. She told me that I was one of her heroes. Her reason was because, "You keep pushing me to be my best, even when I don't want to be. But I know, in the end, that it's for the best." As I was driving, the tears started rolling, though I didn't let her see. She's actually been listening to what I say. You see being a chauffeur, when often times I just want to lay in the bed and watch SATC re-runs, has its advantages. Not only does my child get to have great experiences with her peers, but we have an ongoing repertoire of things to talk about. Lessons to be shared, comparisons made of how alike we really are, and discussions of how we can always be better. So, while I am overjoyed that my daughter sees me as a hero, I don't need that title. The title of MOM fits me perfectly.
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