He’s just beginning to wake up, his eyelids still heavy with sleep, yet his arms instinctively reach out for a hug. I gladly wrap him in my embrace, his sleepy smile bright enough to chase the clouds away. “Come on, sweetheart,” I gently encourage. “Time to rise and shine.”
With a sound reminiscent of a kitten, rather than the usual eleven-year-old boy, he protests when I try to pull away, “Noo.”
“Uh oh, that’s it for hugs,” I tease him, but my heart softens, and I relent for one last squeeze. “Alright, that’s enough. Time to get moving.” I shake him gently until his giggles fill the room, but soon it’s back to business. “Your clothes are scattered on the floor. Brush your teeth and head downstairs.” I leave him to it, hoping I won’t need to make another trip to rouse him.
Meanwhile, my six and nine-year-olds are already downstairs, dressed and happily playing on the computer when my eldest sleepily shuffles into the kitchen and immediately attaches himself to my side. “Mama.”
I cherish these moments, like the sentimental mother I am, and I take a moment to lean against him before guiding him through his morning routine.
Occasionally, someone will say to me, “Three boys, huh? You know what that means, right? They’ll leave you.” With a knowing smile, I reply, “Not if you raise them right.”
While I firmly believe that, their flippant remark still stings a bit because, deep down, it holds a measure of truth. Boys adore their moms—until they find a wife. They’re so delightful and affectionate when they’re young, but at some point, they seem to pull away. Not on my watch!
That’s why I’ve dedicated myself to nurturing my boys as ‘mama’s boys,’ and for the most part, they’ve complied. Results vary, of course. My youngest is a spirited bundle of energy, still clinging to the role of baby, preferring my company above all else—score! My middle son, brimming with spunk, is a fiercely affectionate little monkey around my neck—double score!
But it’s my oldest who has truly surpassed all my hopes for a mama’s boy. A sentimental soul, he often reminisces about being five when he was just six, openly expressing his love and affection. Talk about a home run!
Sometimes I worry that I might be spoiling them for future partners, but only a little. After all, we all know that the best men are those who love and respect their mothers. Eventually, my little mama’s boys will grow up and start families of their own.
Though I dread the day my time as their number one comes to an end, I’ll do my best to embrace the change, albeit while stifling my sobs. What else can I do but try to win over their future significant others?
At the end of each day, my eldest jumps off the school bus and races towards me, wrapping his arms around my waist, exclaiming, “It’s been six hours since I hugged my mommy!”
Naturally, my other boys, fueled by their competitive spirits, rush in for a group hug.
Oh, these boys are going to break my heart.
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Summary
This article explores the joys and challenges of raising three boys, focusing on the heartfelt moments and the desire to foster strong bonds with them as they grow. The author reflects on the balance between nurturing affection and preparing them for future relationships.
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