My Mother in Law

For some reason my Mother in Law has been on my mind since yesterday. I cannot figure out why, so I wanted to write a post about her...

When I met Alex I knew right off the bat that he was a Momma's boy. This was a new adventure for me becasue I had never dated someone that was before. Of course I was nervous because of the things you hear about the Mom not being able to let go and no one ever being good enough. However, I was blessed enough to realize really quickly that this situation was drastically different.

Alex was raised with discipline and taught respect like I have never seen before. He had a strong sense of who he was, what he wanted and an amazing idea of how he should treat women in general, not just the "one" in his life.

I was so nervous to meet his Mom the first time. Here I was this girl from Ohio that fell head over heels in love with her son before I even really got to know him. It was absolute love at first sight-even though I tried to deny it to myself and everyone around me.

I was so wrong to be nervous. The first time I met her, I realized that she and I were so much alike. I knew in my heart that she understood me and I would never feel threatened by Alex's love and admiration for her. Alex loves his Mom with a fierce heart, just as he loves me and I am so blessed to have fallen in love with the Momma's boy!

Over the years we have spent a limited amount of time together, but I love her. Truly in my heart of hearts I respect her and am thankful for the man that she raised to be a Momma's boy. Alex is respectful, loyal and protective. He has a strong sense of self and dedication to his family. He knows what to do what I am mad, sad, angry and upset. He loves me unconditionally and respects who I am, what I do and what I want out of life. We share the same values, morals, dreams and hopes for our family. I am truly blessed to have someone in my life that works everyday to be an amazing Husband and Father.

Aya, as I call my Mother in Law, came to stay with us in the early spring for a week and then again when the kids were here gets me. She sees and knows how much I love Alex and she is thankful for me. Not only that I am in his life, but also that I am in Andy and Ashley's lives.

I know so many women that struggle with their Mother in Law, but I simply don't. She is strong, amazing, loving, caring, thoughtful and wise. She is true to herself and dedicated to her family more than anything else. She is independent, yet a partner with Abu. She runs the house and her family with her heart and soul. She is fun and silly, yet serious and true. (Sound like anyone else you know)

I have always harassed them about moving to Ohio. I have even gone as far as picking up information on a house that is for sale 2 doors away from my Mom and John. Over the summer visit when Alex and I were headed to Wal-Mart with her we drove past the house and were trying to work our magic yet again. This is what she said..."Alex, I am not going to move to Ohio, you are fine and in a good place in your life and I know that I don't have to worry about you anymore becasue you have Amy to take care of you". Can you believe that? My Mother in Law said that about me and to be honest it was one the proudest moments of my life.

Here I was this girl from Ohio loving this Momma's boy, yet she got it. She has faith in me, my love for Alex and our marriage. I was so flattered. thankful and proud at that moment that I have been able to show her my love for Alex.

So, a lesson has been learned. There isn't much reason in my life to believe all the negative hype about falling in love with a Momma's boy. In the end, my husband is so much of who he is as a Father, Husband and man becasue of his Mom. I am blessed enough to have found him and be spending my life with him.

As I think about the way that I want to raise Aaron, I can only think that I want him to be a Momma's boy. That he will learn to love and respect his wife becasue of his relationship with me and when his does meet his "one" that I am even more blessed enough to get her too.

Thank you Aya for loving me. Thank you for giving me the little coffee cups (that were promised only if I married Alex), thank you for the soaps and the coffee, thank you for the manicure sets that you know I love. Most of all, thank you for the man you raised and understanding just how much I love and cherish him.