An inspirational poem that shows an understanding of what mums deal with. Every mum, young or old knows this by heart and can only hope her children will understand when they grow up.

“You don’t love me!” How many times have your children said that to you? And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much? Someday, when old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother, they will understand.

• I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money that we could afford and you couldn’t.
• I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover your handpicked friend was not good for you;
• I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your bedroom, a job that would have taken me fifteen minutes.
• I loved you enough to say “Yes, you may go to Alton Towers on Mother’s Day.” mum day
• I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, mistrust and tears in my eyes.
• I loved you enough not to make excuses for your lack of respect or your bad manners.
• I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and said: “am sorry”.
• I loved you enough to ignore “what every other mother” did or said.
• I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, hurt and fail.
• I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your own actions, at 6, 10, and 16.
• I loved you enough to figure you would lie about the party being chaperoned but forgave you for it after discovering I was right.
• I loved you enough to take you off my lap, let go of your hand, be mute to your pleas and insensitive to your demands…So that you had to standalone.
• I loved you enough to accept you for what you are, not what I wanted you to be.

Nevertheless, most of all, I loved you enough to say ‘NO’ when you hated me for it. THAT WAS THE HARDEST PART OF ALL.