A Wonderful Mother
We all love her
I met my wife back in 2011. when at the time, I was dating four girls. That is a story for another time, an interesting one, so be sure to look out for it.
My wife is six and a half years younger than me; her joy for life, smile, and silliness was part of the attraction. She is the type of girl who would slap your bottom, run past you and shout out, “tag, you are on it.”
Since I was running my own nutrition company, working all the hours god sends, I needed this type of person in my life, and she was different from the other four girls.
As you may already know, if you follow me, I have a 20-year-old son, 3 & 1-year-old daughters. My son was from a previous and my two daughters are by my wife.
She has a background as a primary school teaching assistant, which means she had plenty of practice keeping younger children entertained.
I first noticed her intuition when she first met my son, it was a funny moment, and it also sums up both of their personalities perfectly.
I was driving home with my son in the car (I used to have him on weekends when he was young, his mother living around 60 miles away from me). I had planned for my then-girlfriend to meet my son; however, I had not told him this.
I explained I was picking someone up and that he should be polite, he asked who it was, and I told him to wait and see, probably not the best way to handle things looking back on it.
As she got into the car, my son was silent, “Hello (sons name), nice to meet you. I am (wife to be), I have heard lots about you, and I am so pleased to meet you finally.”
My sons’ response was a classic one, “right, I've not heard anything about you. So who are you exactly?”
I thoughtfully could not have planned this any worse; thankfully, it turned out ok. My wife to be laughed and said something funny, which he responded to in jest. It was apparent then. She would find a way to fit in.
They have ended up having a great relationship and still do to this day. I remember walking in on them both, doing each others hair, and often when he came home (he moved in with us when my son was legal could at 16 years old). It was my wife he would greet first and talk for hours too.
My girls have benefitted from my wife willingness to teach and spend time with them for hours each day. Not a game or song goes past without a lesson introduced to my little cherubs.
She can teach in a fun way, and they both love spending time with her.
I sometimes sit back and watch, and I think they are lucky to have such a wonderful mother. They enjoy counting, colouring, guessing shapes. My eldest is also learning to read.
They both have three stories every night before bedtime, and it is a chance to calm them down after what is usually an eventful bath of toys and singing nursery rhymes.
When my wife sets aside to plan events, little things like treasure hunts, or hides clues to find and get their reward, like their favourite fruit, an apple, they have so much fun, and it is fantastic to see them so healthy.
Special events like Christmas, Halloween, Easter Sunday all have plans laid out by my wife, and what fun we have, the Easter egg hunt is an absolute favourite of mine.
I will say at times, due to my workload, which I do bring on myself so my family can have so much time together and fun, it does have a bearing on me.
I miss out on a lot of family time, which I will regret in time, but if I cut my hours, my wife will have to work full time, or we will have to sell cars or move to a smaller house.
Hay people are in worse positions, and you can not buy love. Fortunately, I have lots of it, so I feel like a millionaire.
Written by Robert Ralph
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