On motherhood..

If you bungle raising your children, I don’t think whatever else you do matters very much.  ~Jackie Kennedy

Hmmm… There is truth there. Without strong ties to our children or kind, responsible and loving children–there is very little materially that matters, as we get older.

My mother truly believed that raising her children was her greatest accomplishment.

Since having children, I must say that I come at most of my decisions with an eye toward their afffect on my children. I had a wonderful childhood and I’ve always felt that my children deserved one, as well. Because children only get one childhood…if possible, some magic and lots of love should be packed into it.

My children & I

And so far, so good.

I have two happy and healthy children.

And I hope they would look back and say they had a joyful childhood, filled with laughter, love and fun.

Because, that’s all I’ve got at this point in my life.

After being a longtime homemaker, I ended up divorced. I’m now a single parent of two teenagers, trying to set up a career—he%&, I’d be fine with having a steady job!

This is not an economy in need of more single mothers, with little formal work experience to be seeking employment. The upside is that I have a college degree and good technical skills thanks to a two-year job drafting in CAD. Also, I’ve written freelance and been published over the years. I’m not the village idiot, but it would be a stretch to call myself a ‘Career Woman’ just yet…

Further, I rent my home, instead of owning one. My trusty Honda is almost 13-years-old. And because my ex-husband was the ‘breadwinner’ for many years, he had the stock options and retirement plan—along with all the financial success that goes along with the career he spent many years building.

My priority was to make sure that the children cared for.

But now, I must focus on my future, find a career and begin building a life for myself. One that makes me happy, when the children fly the coop.

No small task.

But as I read that quote, I felt a sense of accomplishment in that I can at least look back and say that I was a good mother and that I did okay by my children.

Kids? And yes, this is a message to my kids…

Please do not screw that up for me!!!

At least not yet.

If you are going to mess up, can you please wait until I have a solid career, a new husband, have purchased my home—or until I can use another yardstick to measure my success??

I know this is a lot of pressure and maybe a lot to ask. But you guys are all I’ve got just now. So please carry on being responsible, kind, hard-working children.

At least for a little while longer.

The first time you marry for love, the second for money and the third for companionship  ~ Jackie Kennedy                                            Onassis

                        

Don’t make me consider the benefits of that quote, which might send me looking for another Aristotle Onassis to be Husband #2.

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About Amy Lauria

Artist. Writer. Single Parent of two college students. Beach Walker. Dog owner who walks outdoors to maintain sanity. Into shiny objects, vacations, glitter, cupcakes, sports, and my beloved sticks, stones and beach glass.
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One Response to On motherhood..

  1. aawwa says:

    That was a great post! I have been in your situation – I had three young sons when my marriage broke up. They are older now and have left home. I think I did stuff things up at times but I always let them know how much I love them.

    thanks for sharing some of your story

    Lorraine

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