by Michal Wintz

Created on: May 04, 2009

It is always better for a mother to be home with their children. So much of the early bonding is done in the first three months following childbirth. Due to circumstances I had to work after my second child was born, I always felt I missed out on so much because of that. Once I became a single mom I had no choice. I hated trusting my children to others to raise no knowing what they were teaching them, as far as values, morals and bad habits that have to be erased.

Mom's need to be home teaching their children and nurturing them. Is the extra money for that wide screen TV worth more than your child's mental and emotional stability? Is it really worth it for those who have a husband to care for them to miss out on all the cute little things children do? Isn't it sad when your little one falls and skins a knee someone else is there giving paid attention instead of their own mothers love and comfort?

Many of our troubles today are caused by the break down of the family unit. Teen pregnancies, because mom was not there to explain and educate her daughter and son about making babies. Children coming home to a cold house that is empty with no one to share their day's excitement and sorrows. Husband's and wives moving further apart due to job stresses or jealousies. All the time who pays for their mistakes, the children. How can you call your self a good mom if you're never there for your children?

Being a good mom means your home when the children come home from school, you take them to the zoo, or to the library. You are making cupcakes to bring to school for special occasions. You are the one teaching them about putting on make-up for the first time or how to treat a girl on a date. You are there for after school snacks and dinner is not fast food or frozen dinners the kids have to fix for themselves. The most precious thing we can give to our young ones is our time.

In closing some of my fondest childhood memories are of the time I spent with my mother learning how to preserve food. Especially stwishing the tomatoes. My mothers hands were too big to fit the narrow mouth jars and the tomatoes needed to be pressed down to fill the jar. That was my big job stwishing the tomatoes and I worried alot when I had to start school as to how my mom would get along with out me to be there helping her. She taught me many things I carried over into my adult life, things I would never have known if she had been working instead of being home with her family.

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