I love you even though.

My daughter, I love you even though you cried all night last night. I love you even when you're angry. I love you even when you want nothing to do with me. I love your spirit, I love your smile. I love you even though you will not always love me most.

I love you.

My son, I love you even though you broke that window last week. I love you even though I have no glass bowls left in our house. I love you even though you punched me because you were mad. I love you even though you said I was stupid. I love you even when you scream and kick the door at bedtime.

I love you.

My son, I love you even though you had a bad day at school. I love you even though you told a lie. I love you even when you can't learn your sight words. I love you even though you say you hate me. I love you even when you can't focus on practicing piano. I love you even though you didn't listen to me when I told you no.

I love you.

My children, I love your hair, I love your smile. I love your soft skin under my hand as I rub your face/arm while you rest. I love your cuddles and your silly comments. I love the way you love to cook in the kitchen with me. I love it when you make a mess for me to clean, because it means you had fun. I love when you tell me I cook so good, you are good for my ego. I love you when you ask me why I made my face pretty, I love that you noticed. I love being your first love, your mother. I love listening to your problems and your exciting accomplishments. I love watching you succeed. I love the sparkle in your eyes. 

I love your untainted look on life. I love that you see good in everyone. I love that you love unquestionably. I love that you stand up for the values I taught you. I love that you make me proud. 

My children, I love you now and forever.

XX,

The Guilty Mom