I have 2 moms.... and I love them both. They have put up with untold amounts of my craziness... and that aint easy. Since watching my sister-in-law become a mother... and watching the other near her time, I think I've figured out why moms are so special. It's that absence of ego.... they celebrate the successes and failures of their children with them. Of course they take pride and feel disappoinment, but not because it makes them look bad, but because they only want the best.
It's kind of neat to see.
Now, I'm not a mom, and I honestly don't see myself as one. Actors are pretty much the physical embodiment of ego. True, I have my furkids.... and I adore them. But I've heard that children require more work for a longer period of time than a puppy. And I've done puppy. That took almost all my patience and restraint. But it also didn't require self-sacrifice.
I find it very freeing to understand that about myself. I have friends who are childless because of circumstance or situation, but they want to be a mother. I'm happy watching those who deserve to be moms have their wish. And they do a great job. It makes me all warm and fuzzy to see that mutual "face brightening" when mothers are with their children.
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