Why is it that we only appreciate our mums when we’re very young, or older? What is it about teens that is so disrespectful and spiteful towards mum? I’m sure most of us feel like we owe it to our mums to say sorry. Now that we are mums ourselves, and have suffered the wrath of a sleepless baby, a sick toddler, a defiant child…there are so many things I want to apologize to my mum for. And every day I am so thankful for her. So here goes:
Mum, I am sorry…
For ever saying, “No.”
For having to be asked
twice 100 times.
For not trying food before saying it was gross and I didn’t want to eat it.
For all the times I said, “I don’t want to go to school today!”
And “This is booooooring!”
And “I’m not tired! I can’t sleep! I don’t want to go to bed!”
Oh, and definitely for all the times I said, “I hate you.”
I never hated you. Or my sisters. I didn’t hate them, either.
I’m sorry for all the times I stayed out late and night and didn’t tell you where I was. If my son does this to me, I’ll kill him.
For all the times you turned around and I was gone because I wandered away from you.
For all the mess I made. ALL. THE. MESS.
I’m sorry for thinking money grew on a tree in the backyard and that you should buy me what I wanted.
And for stealing money from your purse.
I’m sorry for all my back-chat and lack of respect.
I’m sorry I thought I knew more than you. And that you knew absolutely nothing about anything.
I’m sorry I wanted to do every sport under the sun and expected you to run around after me.
I’m sorry I never said thank you.
Most of all I’m sorry I was a brat of a kid who said I wanted to live with dad and broke your heart by being an even brattier teenager.
If I can teach my son half the independence you taught us, and give him half the strength you showed in raising 3 daughters alone, he will make an outstanding young man one day.
What would you apologize to your mum for?