June 24, 2008
As a mother, you resign yourself to becoming forever known as (insert your child’s name here)’s mom to their peers. Most of the kids at chruch call me Steven and Carson’s mom. Several of them have no idea that I have a name.
I’ve grown quite acustomed to being, “Steven’s mom” to all the kiddos.
Last night at the kiddos t-ball game, their coach, a man I have attended church with for the last 3 years, said this:
“Last week I thought I saw you at your job. I didn’t know what you did for a living, but I was driving down the road and I was like, “that looks like Steven’s mom”, so I called my wife and said, “what’s Steven’s mom do?”, so she told me and I figured out it was you.”
Twice in the same story I was referred to as, “Steven’s mom”, by one of my peers. Is it not enough that I lose my identity with the youngsters?