Mom on Call

I am not sure how this happened but I love it. Somehow over the years I became one of those “mom’s on call” out there. The kind of mom that kids with problems seem to gravitate to. I don’t really understand what it is that attracts them to me but it happens.

Every time I go to an amusement park with my family I find a lost toddler, in the mall I will see the child hiding in the clothes rack or the little one running fearfully down the isles of the grocery store looking for the lost mom. Sometimes it feels like I am a magnet and the force is beyond my control. I am not sure if I have a force that pulls these kids to me or I am just on mom alert all the time. Maybe it is a little of both.

As my own children have gotten older my “force” seems to work in a different way. Now I have become the “Go To” mom almost like I am the “Mom on Call.” The funny thing is I don’t mind it. I usually get a kick out of it. Whether it is a sick college girl calling for advice on how to survive Swine Flu or the occasional distress call from a kid involved in a hunting accident I seem to have become a Jack of all trades.

I am honestly honored that these young adults would think to turn to me for help. Whether I am dispensing dating advice, tending a broken heart, helping someone deal with divorcing parents, encouraging an under performing teen to raise the bar, helping a young teen learn study skills or revising a resume the night before a big job interview, I hope these kids know that they are loved.

My son and his best friend roll their eyes when I try to get them to eat healthy or remind them to study hard now that they are away at college but no matter what they know I am here if they need me.

Being the best mother I can be to my own kids is one of the most important things in my life. I just want to raise great kids that turn into amazing adults. I guess if a little of that mothering spills over I don’t mind.

I heard a great song on the radio the other day that I love and it kind of fits here.  It is by Chris Young and it is called “Voices.”  I hope my kids, all of them, hear my voice!

I’m the mom on call.

So my friend, I ask you “what’s next on your list?”

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