{"id":2542,"date":"2015-05-26T09:30:27","date_gmt":"2015-05-26T13:30:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/characterinkblog.com\/?p=2542"},"modified":"2015-05-27T14:05:01","modified_gmt":"2015-05-27T18:05:01","slug":"be-the-kind-of-mom-you-have-always-dreamed-of-being","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/characterinkblog.com\/be-the-kind-of-mom-you-have-always-dreamed-of-being\/","title":{"rendered":"Be the Kind of Mom You Have Always Dreamed of Being"},"content":{"rendered":"
<\/a><\/p>\n When I was in elementary school, I had a friend who came from a big family. When we were in sixth grade, I believe there were already eight children in the family\u2014and my friend was the oldest. When I went to her house to stay overnight, three things stood out to me: how her parents made them recite and pray before bed (they were devout Catholics whose children memorized catechisms and the Lord\u2019s Prayer, etc.); how hard her mother worked<\/b>\u2014from first thing in the morning until she tucked the kids in; and that her mother made homemade bread all the time.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
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\n<\/span><\/span>Fast forward several years later, and I had another friend whom I would stay overnight with in junior high. This mother had a home business (beautician in a shop attached to their house), and she, too, was a diligent mother, but that isn\u2019t what stood out the most to me. The thing I remember most about this mother is that she sang all the time. She would be washing someone\u2019s hair in her shop, and I would hear her humming away; however, when she was in the house doing chores, she would sing at the top of her lungs\u2014beautiful, melodious, life-giving songs.<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span>
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\n<\/span><\/span>From these early experiences, I formed a picture in my mind of the kind of mother I wanted to be\u2014a spiritual-teaching, hard-working, bread-baking, beautifully-singing mother.<\/b><\/i> I wanted to be part Mrs. Leugers and part Mrs. Kessler. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n