I never liked it. When I first became a horse owner people started referring to me as Harley's Mom. For some reason, this made me uncomfortable. I was not his mother. His friend, owner, trainer, companion, partner, but not Mommy. That just seemed weird to me. After more than six years of not referring to myself as Harley's Mom, I walked up to him the other day and said, "Mommy's here!"
It was definitely a slip from saying this to our daughter when I return from work, but saying it to Harley didn't seem so wrong anymore. Maybe it was because he had a rough week with his allergies. Maybe it was because I am a Mommy to a human baby now. Maybe I have just gone soft.
I take care of my horse. I make care decisions for him. I pay for his "daycare". I set boundaries for his behavior. I worry when he is not well. My heart sings when I see him. I love him even when he is not perfect.
Okay. I guess Mommy fits after all. But, eventually, we are going to work again, Harley.
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|One of our most recent photos together.|