12 Moms Who Prove Their Children Are the Center of Their Universe / Bright Side

Moms are unstoppable when it comes to protecting and caring for their children, and their love and determination are qualities we admire deeply. So, let’s dive into 12 inspiring parent stories that showcase the incredible power of family love.

• At the grocery store checkout, I realized I’d forgotten to grab milk. I told my 5-year-old to wait by the cart and dashed to the dairy aisle. But when I returned, he was nowhere in sight.
  Panic set in immediately. “Have you seen my son?” I asked the cashier, but she just shrugged, saying, “Kids wander all the time.” I ran through the aisles, calling his name.
  Then, in the cereal aisle, I noticed a red balloon floating just above the shelves. Following it, I found my son holding the string, happily chatting with another child. “Mommy, I found a new friend!” he said, grinning ear to ear. I knelt down and hugged him. The other child’s parent walked up, apologized for not noticing sooner, and said that we can keep the balloon.

• My mom passed away recently, and my siblings and I have been sorting through her things. My sister called out from the attic, “Hey, look what I found!” She came down holding an old, dusty box that looked like it hadn’t been touched in decades.
  My brother managed to pry it open. Inside, we found a stack of neatly tied letters, each addressed to us. They were written by our mom over the years, one for every milestone in our lives — birthdays, graduations, even future weddings. Reading them felt really bittersweet.

• I’m the youngest of 5 kids. I knew my mom had a miscarriage before my oldest sister, but she never spoke of it. She is an extremely private person, she never talks about anything that has ever hurt her in the past, it’s just not how she was raised.
  But after I lost my baby, she talked to me. She talked to me so much. I needed it more than anything. She said it took until that moment, 47 years later, for her miscarriage to make sense. It was so I had someone to go to. © dindia91 / Reddit

• When I left my partner, my mom was there. I didn’t realize at the time, but she must have been waiting for the call. When I phoned, all I said was “Mom.” She said, “I’m coming.” She helped move me out that day. © camelmina / Reddit

• I only started to really appreciating my mom and understanding her when I got pregnant at the tender age of 18. I wouldn’t call myself a “rebel teen” and I don’t think I was a difficult teenager either.
  So when that happened, I really thought she would kick me out and say I was on my own, but she didn’t. She supported me — and still does — until this day (I’m 28 now). And now I have a newborn daughter whom she ADORES! She’s an amazing grandmother to both my children, and she helps us whenever and however she can. © NotYourWifey_1994 / Reddit

• I never had a strong relationship with my mom, but the more I think back, the more good memories come back. I remember being sick one day and my mom laying me across her lap while she ran her fingers through my hair, traced words on my skin with her fingers, and softly sang to me. It’s one of my most evocative memories, and I don’t know why. © Flaca911 / Reddit

• My mom would set up sketchbooks, paints, pencils, etc., and she’d spend the day doing art with my sister and I (she was an artist), starting when I was 7 and my sister was 17. But we stopped after she died a couple years later. Now, my wife and I do the same with our daughter. © Unknown author / Reddit

• After 14 years of near no-contact and a pretty bad relationship, I was talking to my mom last week about my grandma and how toxic she is. I joked to my mom that I know I’m the family disappointment, but grandma really rubs it in. My mom’s response was something along the lines of, “You always look after yourself, and you’re working hard to make a better future for yourself. Don’t ever think you’re a disappointment to anyone.”
  I sobbed. This is the same woman that told me she wished she had never had kids because we ruined her life. I know she said it out of anger and probably didn’t mean it, but the damage was done. I’ve never forgotten that. So to hear that she’s proud of me despite everything was a shock. © aerialpoler / Reddit

• One time for breakfast, my mom served our cereal on vanilla ice cream. We thought it was amazing. (Turns out we were out of milk, but as kids we thought it was the coolest random surprise.) My mom always did special holiday breakfast, like green milk on St. Patrick’s Day or heart-shaped toast on Valentine’s Day. © MADSeraphina / Reddit

• I’m 21 and my mom’s 54. One time I was fighting with her (like we usually did; screams, invalidation, etc). It ended with a heart-to-heart, with her sharing how she used to fight with her mom as well, and that she hated fighting with me because she didn’t want me to feel about her like she feels towards her own mom.
  I told her how it hurt me to fight like this, that I wanted my mom, not a woman with whom I had to fight every time we disagreed on something. I told her I wanted her to stop invalidating my experience for being younger than her, to look at me like an individual with my own life.
  We talked about so many more things, but what touched me the most was how the conversation ended, with something she said, and it will stick with me forever: “Let’s stop seeing each other as mother and daughter only. From now on, let’s be two grown women against the world. Let’s fight together instead”.
  My relationship with her is still rocky, but there’s a difference now. Now she treats me like her equal. She sees me as a woman. We are allies now, and that has greatly improved our relationship with the other. I love her so much now. © Educational_Pickle51 / Reddit

• When I went to elementary school for the first time and was away from my mom, she drew me a smiley face on my left pointer finger with a sharpie and gave it curly hair because she had a perm. She called it a finger mommy, so if I missed her, I could just look at it and remember her. © CauseChaos24 / Reddit

• When I failed my first year at university, my parents didn’t get angry or upset. My mom sat down next to me while I was bawling my eyes out in shame, and hugged me until I calmed down. She said it wasn’t the end of my life, and that she was, and always will be, proud of me. © forgetful-giraffe / Reddit

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