I was thinking about how as a mom the job never really ends. Jake has a stomach virus. This is not a picture of Jake with the stomach, virus, I thought I would spare you that! Anyway, we were up very late because even with 4 ibuprofen and 2 Tylenol he was still running a fever of 103.6. It finally dropped about midnight and I put on my PJs and went to bed. He has always been our sick kid. Ear tubes 3 times before the age of 2, tonsils out at 4, a 3 week stay in ICU at the age of 13 months for asthma and croup they couldn't get under control.
His health has improved GREATLY taking Reliv, but he is not totally consistent. I have begged and bribed, but he is 16 and therefore he knows much more than me about the world!! :) But, back to my point. There we are at 11pm and he looks up at me and says, "I'm scared." In that moment I felt very honored to be his mom. Honored because he could be vulnerable in front of me, which is rare these days at his age. Honored because we have been through a lot together and we are still able to come together and get through difficult things. During all of this, I called my mom, who then waited up until I called back and said all was fine and we were going to bed. So, my point is about being a mom. The job description should read: "Want to experience extreme frustration and endless joy at the same time? Apply here - oh yea, and it is a lifelong job. There is no ending date." Because the truth is, I always thought once they were grown they wouldn't need me anymore! I am kinda glad I was wrong on that one!
On a side note: I found my cell phone. Well, Sean found it - when the snow melted a bit it was in the driveway! and it still WORKS!!! amazing!! no wedding ring yet, but my hope is renewed!!