I’ve tried before to explain to people that it’s better now. That it’s actually better now….even though there’s a lot of even though’s to count.Â
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Even though he doesn’t live with me
Even though he’s not down the hall
Even though I have no idea what his bedroom looks like
Even though he really doesn’t like his stepmother
Even though things aren’t perfect
Even though…
Even…Â
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It was my decision that he is where he is because I wanted him to have his Daddy in his life and somehow knew instinctively that he would if this was the choice that I made.Â
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Even though I’m the one that loses out
Even though he’s not down the hall from ME
Even though I can’t decorate his bedroom for him
Even though I hate his stepmother too
Even though things aren’t perfect
Even though…
Even….Â
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When he’s with me….it is perfect. When we hang out together I am completely aware that I am his mother. The pride beats through my veins like the roar of a lion in the jungle. I am his mother….and he is truly something to behold.  Sometimes I watch him and I am overcome with love…when he picks up the trash at the restaurant and carries it without being asked to the trash bin…..when he drinks coffee with me….when he and I sit laughing at a scary movie (The Hills have Eyes 2 actually has funny parts..imagine that). Those moments are priceless to me. Â
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I can honestly tell anyone that my son and I have a bond and that I believe that I’ll be able to guilt him into going out to dinner with me even when he’s 30. Yes..I have faith in it. Why? Because I can talk to him like I could talk to anyone. I can tell him how I felt, feel, anticipate feeling..etc. I can be myself around my son and that’s priceless. I wonder how many parents feel that way? Â
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Trust me it’s not perfect and I get that banging pang in my chest every time I have to say goodbye and every time I can’t walk down the hall and watch him sleep. I get it and it hurts me but the bigger banging is that of a heartbeat…steady and strong and ever present. I am his mother and it is a gift…..I am a happy person who can be a better parent now. I know that I was always a good mom, now I am better.  He’s growing up and he’s always been someone that inspires me to be a better me, but more so now as I watch him becoming someone I respect. Â
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Yes….it’s “better now.â€
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