My daughter was bitten by fire ants the other day. She literally stood still in the middle of the ant hill and said the title of this post. Luckily, she didn’t have a horrible reaction. We acted fast and treated it quickly. And when I say ‘we’, I mean the other mothers who came to her rescue, and then there was me. I distinctly remember saying, “What do I do?” Even our coffee friend offered her help. (I’ve got to get her name.)
I am constantly humbled by these mothers who are 10-20 years younger than me, yet have been mothers longer than me. They know what they’re talking about and they teach me so much. I never intended to wait until the age of 44 to have a baby, but that’s what happened. God had a plan and now I get it.
I also get that age doesn’t tell the whole story in a lot of ways. Wisdom has many faces. Common sense comes from many places. Kindness is innate. And a mother’s instinct is priceless.
Thanks, smart moms. You are my teachers.