by Vickie S. Watson, Community Relations Specialist
When God made me a mother for the first time on a hot summer day in 1989, I had no idea what sorts of adventures lie ahead of me. That moment is seared in my memory. I even remember what song was playing on the music channel as my firstborn arrived in this world…“Call it Love.” How immensely appropriate. There truly is nothing like having a child that is a part of you!
My firstborn was a learning experience. I honestly could not have made it without the wisdom and experience of my own mother and my mother-in-law (at that time). Those ladies poured into my life, gave me tips, and helped me when I was too weary to take the next step. When someone said it takes a village to raise a child, they were not kidding.
My second child, my son, followed, arriving in 1993. If anyone does not think there is a difference between raising girls and raising boys, they never quite had the experience I had in raising mine. My daughter was “sugar and spice and everything nice” and my son was ALL BOY! He was the epitome of “snips and snails and puppy dog tails.” And so began the journey of being the mother of two.
Later, when I sort of thought I was through having children – after all, I had a boy and girl – the decision was made to try for a third child, and in May of 2000, the baby of the family was born. She came into the world with vibrancy, and that has continued throughout her life. I think God knew I would be a single momma and I would need a great companion through those years since my other children were almost grown.
I can honestly say, there are no two children, or in my case three, who are alike. Even though I have two girls, they are as different as daylight and dark. My eldest is very quiet and reserved and my youngest is strong-minded and bold. My son, on the other hand, has the most laid-back and composed personality of anyone I know. But, all of my children are brilliant and amazing! My oldest will be graduating from college and is set to become one of the world’s greatest teachers. My son is wise beyond his years and is extraordinary in everything he sets his mind to do. And my youngest daughter? Right now she says that she wants to become an anesthesiologist when she graduates from high school and enters college in two years, and I promise you, she can do anything that she chooses to do. My children are my greatest blessing and my greatest source of joy! They, and my gorgeous grandson (age 5), are my very heartbeats and the reason I keep going every single day. I cannot wait to see what God has in store for each of their lives as they continue to grow and prosper. They are, and have been, my greatest adventure, but for them…the greatest adventure is in what lies ahead.