Not Bad

Raising three kids is not that easy. It's more difficult than you'd think, and if you even knew how difficult, you'll never have children of your own. But mother nature plays it so, that you are blinded and temporary insane when you decide to become a mother.

It's been a tough 20 years so far, and time and time again I have said that I'm a bad mother. Bad, because I'm not like other mothers. I'm not as strict, and I raised my children as free human beings. I pull the reigns now and again but most of the time, I let them be whatever they want to be, do what they want to do and make their own choices.

I have felt I was a bad mom, because I don't know first thing about raising kids. But now that they are older, I do think that I've done a good job.  When I see how my girls are into the arts, it makes me proud and happy. I'm happy, because they are following their hearts.

I am so proud that my 11 y.o. is interested in watching plays, I'm happy they both like drawing and painting. They don't need to study English or Science for me. I'm happiest when they go into the arts world. It may be a tough world, but it's a special world.

Drawing by Ya-El Ahmed