I want my mommy!

I read this article the other day. It's funny how I still have days where I just want my mommy...

Do you know how sometimes your kids desperately want you? They need a hug or a snuggle or a cuddle when they’re not feeling well. Well, today I wanted my mama.
When does that stop?
I didn’t wake up wanting or needing my mom. In fact, I got up this morning, and woke up my kids. I went into McKaelen’s room and snuggled with her. I even said to her, “Will you always want to cuddle with me?”
She said she wasn’t sure about that, but she would always love me. That was good enough for me because at that moment I knew I didn’t always need my own mother for comfort.
But later, I went to the dentist and got some cavities filled. And had a lot of anesthesia. And a lot of drilling. And then I came home. To nobody.
And then I wanted my mommy. In the worst way.
I crawled into bed and under the covers. I wanted someone to care for me. But my mom lives far away. I would have liked for her to be next to me, to hold my hand and to put a cool cloth on my head, and to tell me the anesthesia would wear off and that I would be okay. I knew it was kind of foolish, but right then, I felt as if I were nine years old and I needed my mom.
It kind of sucked.
I’m glad my mom’s still around, and that I can call her if I need to, that I get to see her many times throughout the year.
I’m glad that I get to be a mom, that I can comfort my own kids when they need comforting, and that I can snuggle with them whenever they – okay, whenever I – need a snuggle.
Parenting. It’s hard. Whether you’re the giver or the receiver, whether you want to be the mommy, or you want your mommy. I love you Mom!