I recognize as a mother that I had help with my children from their "second moms."That help mostly came in the form of my sister, or sister in laws, school teachers, coaches, church youth leaders and...my mother!
When I think of those second mothers I think of the women who were happy to see me when I had worn out the welcome mat with my mom:)
*Second moms are kind of like grandmothers.
*They are patient when you have worn out your mother's patience.
*They are more relaxed because they are not solely responsible for all of your physical needs.
*They listen better because the voice in their head isn't screaming
"You can't let this go... she MUST learn her lesson!"
*They are tolerant and kind when you have used up all of your mother's kindness and then some.
I am grateful for the women I label "second moms"...
My Aunt Betty gave me fabric for sewing and money for extras and she sympathized with my teenage romances! I remember being 15 and sitting in my Aunt Betty's house when she told me
"I think your mom and dad should let you like that boy"...sorry mom:) Aunt Betty let me be her favorite and that was okay with me!
Noma or "Nomie" as I still call her today, was my youth leader as a teenager who inspired me to reach for the best kind of life. She was also my super sympathetic Ob nurse when I was having my first baby.
She is unaware of just how much of an impact she had on my life. I will always love her.
Aunt Helen was my cheerleader when I was renovating Nellie's Cottage. She was excited about every little thing I was doing to restore her childhood home. She was old fashioned and "fussed" about you as a way of loving. I was able to see her often before she died. She left this world with grace, dignity, and gratitude for those who cared for her. I miss her.