Meet the Mom

There are Moms.

And then there are Moms.

The June Cleavers. The Carol Bradys. The Meredith Baxters. The Roseannes. The Claire Huxtables. The Cindy Walshs. The Jill Taylors and Debra Barones. The Kitty Formans. The Lorelai Gilmores.

And then there's my mom. And your mom. And their moms.

And Seth's mom.

It was with incredible relief that I smiled at my Southern Charmer's mother and let out a tiny sigh with my "Hi." As everyone had promised, especially Seth himself, this was not a woman to be feared. This was a woman to befriend. So we sat over breakfast, the nervous butterflies of course still flitting about. My mind keenly aware that this was still a woman to impress, yet be genuine with.

She was after all trusting her first born's heart. With me.