i am the mama to a tween

hi, my name is Mama and i have a tween son. i am also known to him as:

the "breakfast fixer" for a sleepy middle-schooler who tries to inhale food in five minutes flat before the bus arrives; the "taxi driver" to for all sporting events, practices, open gyms, and ball tournaments; "laundry slave" to keep all the boy's favorite nike & reebok pants and sweatshirts clean upon request; the "coat enforcer" that will be force, if needed, make the tween boy put on his coat even though said child argues that 20 degrees is not cold enough for a coat...

the "toothbrush nazi" since i actually make the boy clean his teeth well and annoy him with reminders to scrub the retainer not just rinsing it; the "loud cheerleader" since i will never be accused of being quiet during the tween child's games and potentially heaping upon him embarassment with my wild game attire and bellowing cheers;

whatever different roles and subtitles i might have for my eldest son, more than anything he knows that i am the mama who will always be there to pick him up when he falls (because he has and will continue to fall down), i love him so deeply, from the depths of who i am and there isn't anything i wouldn't do for him, there isn't any place too far that i wouldn't go to rescue him, he can't ever make me not love him. this doesn't mean i won't allow him to make mistakes and then have to fix them on his own, but i will be there to guide him; there will be times he won't talk to me but i will never stop talking to him :) ; i will not let him date a girl until he's 18, in hopes that as a man he'll know how to truly care & love a woman by Godly standards not the world's....

my son, you are a special gift from God for me (and your daddy) and i love you... all the way to the moon and back...