My Grace is the middle of five children and boy does she feel like she has a hard life. By the average US kid standard I would have to agree with her. With two older sisters way ahead of her and two younger cute brothers that need more help, she feels left out lots of the time. She does let me know how she is feeling.
“You don’t like me!” she accused one day. After I thought through the day, I could understand her feelings. I made an effort to hug an praise her more often. A day later she came up to me and said, “I like you Mama.” I’m glad she is so forgiving. I’ve been working hard at making sure she feels loved and appreciated.
To gauge how I’ve been doing one day I took a poll. I asked the kids if they thought I was a happy mama or an angry mama. My oldest two said, “Happy.” I looked at Grace. “Angry,” she frowned. I suppose I still needed more improvement.
A few days later I took another poll. I asked the kids to rate me as a mom from 1 to 10 with 10 being the best. I braced myself for the criticism that I knew would come. “Ten!” my older two girls shouted. I was quite surprised, but hey I’ll take it! Then I looked at Grace letting her know it was her turn, “One thousand,” she said, “You’re the best mom ever!” I’ll live on that quote for a long time!