So God Made a Boy Mom

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He knew you would need to be able to run wild and free and to have someone there who could handle your fearless nature even if she was a little bit scared. Someone who would be willing to pull over on the side of the road just to look at tractors and diggers and cement mixers.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you needed someone who would spend her time trying to find the balance between teaching you how to be strong and brave but also reminding you that you can be sensitive and kind, too.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you would need someone who would step out of her comfort zone even when she was terrified because she wanted to teach you it’s OK to step out of yours, too. But also showed you that staying in your comfort zone is OK, too, and she loves you either way. Someone who wasn’t afraid to say her son has taught her so much.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you were going to need someone you could look over from the sidelines to and see her face smiling and cheering in the stands. He knew you needed someone who would always be your biggest fan, win or lose.

So God made a boy mom.

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He knew you would need someone who would help you build forts, travel to space and go on an adventure in the jungle without ever leaving your living room floor.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you were going to need someone who would always know the sweetness in your hugs and the power behind your “I love you”.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you would need someone to instill in you the importance of honoring your spouse, treating people with respect and kindness regardless of their social status. Someone to teach you not just how to be a good boy but a good man. A man who will strive to look for the good in this world and when he can’t find it, he will become it. The kind of man who will sit with the broken and cry with them because she will teach you that crying isn’t just for girls.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you would need someone willing to raise you only to let you go one day, but would do it anyway because she knows her love for you won’t end the day you leave home to start your own life.

So God made a boy mom.

He knew you would need someone who would admit she was scared to raise a boy at first, but with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes, she would tell anyone who asks that she couldn’t imagine being anything else in the world.

So God made a boy mom.

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Nikki Pennington

Nikki is a stay at home mom to three, high spirited boys. Three years ago she became a motherless daughter after losing her own mom to terminal brain cancer. When she is not playing the role of referee for the boys, she spends her days trying to encourage and inspire others that are on the grief journey. Read more from Nikki on her blog: http://www.grieftohope.blogspot.com/

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