I suppose this seems a little belated but as a mom of one grown son, a teenage daughter who minimally tolerates me and a nine year old with Asperger’s Syndrome, I take what I can get whenever I get it. On “the real” Mother’s Day my Aspie had a notorious melt- down at the restaurant so we had to leave before dinner. I was so mad, and sad, and exhausted! I just wanted to quit. Seriously. During my first experience raising a teenager I really wanted to retire from motherhood. I looked into it. There is no retirement plan. Today was another one of those days when I wanted to double-check the fine print just to make sure. Definitely no retirement plan.
So what do I do when I feel like retiring? I call my mom! Good thing she didn’t retire. 🙂 That helped. Who else will let you cry and rant as if it’s the end even though they know you’ll be over it by about noon? So feeling a bit better, and having decided not to seek retirement, I made it through the rest of the day.
Then it happened. My nine-year old threw his arms around me and said, “You are so cute! I love you so much! Thank you for being pregnant to me. I’m proud of you because that was hard work and I wouldn’t even be here if you didn’t. I’d still be in Heaven.” I guess I really can’t retire. They wouldn’t be here without me and I wouldn’t be the same without them.
Passage 2 John 1:8:
8Look to yourselves (take care) that you may not lose (throw away or destroy) all that we and you have labored for, but that you may [persevere until you] win and receive back a perfect reward [in full].