I don’t speak the language of “boy.”
And considering that I’m female, it should make perfect sense as to why I don’t (or can’t for that matter).
But as the mother of two young sons, speaking “boy,” is what I must learn to do. Whether I understand it or not, it’s the one obstacle that this mom (points finger at self), must set out to conquer.
Geez…and I thought learning Spanish was hard?!
You see, from the moment my boys entered this world, I could tell that something was definitely different about them. They were entranced by anything that moved, and seemingly developed a passion for cars, trains and planes (almost immediately). These little guys also possessed more energy in the knuckle of their left pinky finger(s) than yours truly contained in her whole body. But as they’ve continued to grow, and milestone after sweet milestone has been realized, there’s no doubt that my boys have also become wilder, a bit crazier, and louder than I ever thought possible. They wrestle, run, scream, jump, and go totally nuts whenever they get the chance. My sons never seem to slow down.
And yet, this is how God created them to be.
As mothers we have been given this awesome responsibility (along with our spouses and extended family members) of raising the next generation of men. Our little boys will one day inherit the daunting task of leading their own wives, children, families, careers, and even this great nation of ours into the future. But as their moms, often times we’re puzzled by their actions, mannerisms, and their lack of focus too. They fidget a lot, and fight to pay attention just as much. Boys hear things differently, interpret things otherwise, and have a thought process that seems to be nowhere near our own. It’s the way they were designed, and how they were hard-wired. In basic terms: it’s simply what they were made to do. It’s their language, and as their caretakers, God has entrusted us to respect their differences, love them unconditionally, and guide them accordingly.
Sons are a heritage from the LORD; children a reward from Him.
Yep, that inherent craziness these little guys have can only mean that our sons are preparing for what lies ahead, and will become (as this mother can only hope and pray), the honorable young men that God truly envisioned them to be.
So even though we may not understand their need to run around the house like mad men, or the desire to crash their toys into any/all household structures, we do need to realize that our boys were indeed wonderfully and fearfully made by the same Creator who molded us for our intended purpose(s) as well.
It’s time for us moms to break the language barrier, embrace our boys, and start speaking their native tongue.
How about you? What do you find to be most difficult in the language barrier between mother and son?
Jenny Lee Sulpizio, M.S. is an author, wife, and Christian mom of three very active children who’s slightly crazed (and maybe a little “koo-koo”), when it comes to raising her kiddos right (as in manner-possessing, respectful, little tikes). Currently represented by The Seymour Agency, Jenny is set to release her Women’s Christian, Non-Fiction ode for all moms titled, The Confessions of a Wonder Woman Wannabe, due out in the Fall of 2013 by Leafwood Publishers. Jenny has also penned two children’s picture books: There’s Just Something About a Boy (Ajoyin, 2011), and Mommy Whispers (Isaac, 2010).
Please feel free to locate Jenny (via social media) or through her website: www.jennysulpizio.com.