Guest Blog Post by Rachel Wedding-McClelland (earlier photo of her sons)
I needed this reminder today. Perhaps some of my other mom friends do, too. When mothering sons, heed this advice:
Be home base
You are home to him. When he learns to walk, he will wobble a few feet away from you and then come back, then wobble away a little farther and then come back.
When he tries something new, he will look for your proud smile.
When he learns to read, he will repeat the same book to you 20 times in a row because you’re the only one who will listen that many times.
When he plays his sport, he will search for your face in the stands.
When he is sick, he will call you.
When he really messes up, he will call you.
When he is grown and strong and tough and big and he feels like crying, he will come to you — because a man can cry in front of his mother without feeling self-conscious.
Even when he grows up and has a new woman in his life and gets a new home, you are still his mother: home base, the ever constant, like the sun. Know that in your heart, and everything else will fall into place.