Sometime this month, at bedtime, I asked my little boy if we should pray as we usually do. To my surprise, he blushed and said, “Mama, can I pray?”. Now he’s three years old, so my initial thought was, well how will you do that? Then I got curious, so I said, “Sure baby, go ahead”…
See our prayer every evening is a simple thank you, for people in our lives and grace, health and love. I started doing this because I wanted him to start learning that the things and people we have around us are a great privilege and we should always be grateful.
What I didn’t realize is that this has been framing my child’s thinking more than I thought, and especially his behaviour with others. As a mom, you think your child is amazing for just breathing, so I did not want to over state his behavior. But when a mom approached me after his 3rd birthday party and said she was amazed by his kindness, his willingness to share and his ability to care for others, I was so proud of him. They say kids usually emulate what we do. So I ensure to be kind, even when no one is looking. I try to use kind words, I say thank you and please a lot, whether at the grocery store, or if my husband gets me water…
So that night, during prayer, I listened intently and silently in tears in the dark, as my three year old prayed for Mommy, and Daddy, and Einstein… and I said my own prayer, to say thank you for this little person in my life. In that moment, I also felt unworthy of his pureness, but so grateful for him being mine to raise.
I always say that being a mom has been and is magical and that night I was also so grateful my son chose me to be his parent, because his existence and way of being has driven me to be a much better person.
Is that how you feel?