For over 20 years I have worked as an Early Childhood Educator in many capacities and thoroughly enjoyed working with all the families and young children that have crossed my path. I have had the esteemed privilege of being known as “Miss D’Anne” to countless little ones. A title I hold very dearly and one I recognize holds great responsibility. Every time I hear that title uttered from the lips of a young child in my care, my heart jumps for joy and I can’t wait to hear the childlike wisdom and wonder that will follow. I adore children!
Even more so, I adore my own children and have had the even greater privilege of being known as “Mom.” God has blessed me with two amazing young men, now 17 and 16 years old respectively, and I can tell you that there is no job on earth I love more than being their mother! These two boys have “rocked” my world, turned it upside down and made it make sense! They have brought incredible laughter into our home and crazy good noise! They have been inventive and creative beyond imagination! They have spoken such wisdom at every stage of development and helped keep life in perspective! They have taught me so much about “who” God has created them to be and “who” I am in Christ! I am so thankful for the “Mom” title I hold and I am humbled that God would allow me to be a mother.
Now, I am sure there are some young moms reading this wondering at my somewhat utopian view of motherhood as you are in the early years trenches! Don’t get me wrong! There were times they drove me absolutely bananas! There were days I was heard to say, “I am just about ready to put these kids on EBay, for only a quarter, so they will go fast!” There were times I met my husband at the door as he got home from work and sent him back out, children in tow, to ensure their continued existence! There were times I wondered what I had gotten myself into!
But, my mind would always harken back to the childcare classroom and one of my favourite storybooks by the always-popular Robert Munsch, “I’ll Love You Forever.” A book I read to the children in my classroom. A book I read to my own boys from infancy and still sing to them today. It is a tale of a mother’s journey raising her son through his ENTIRE life. In a lyrical fashion it chronicles the good days with the not so good days and the importance of ending everyday on a positive note. Each and every night of that son’s life, no matter what that day held, that mother would creep across the floor of her son’s room, look up over the bed at her sleeping child and sing this song,
“I’ll love your forever,
I’ll like you for always.
As long as I’m living,
My baby you’ll be.”
I tear up every time I read this book. I tear up as I write this passage now. This little rhyme says it all! Though my little boys are now young men, they will ALWAYS be my babies! I will celebrate the good with the bad, each moment making them into whom they are meant to be. And every night, you will still find me creeping across the floors of their bedrooms, kneeling at their bedsides, praying over them as they sleep and whispering this little rhyme into their dreams.