I'm sure the woman who spoke is fabulous but she got up and talked about emotional and spiritual brokenness, how events from the past (some we may not even remember) can effect our adult life and other stuff that I've blocked out of my mind because honestly, it was freaking depressing and was giving me indigestion.
Unfortunately, this isn't the first time I've encountered this kind of thing - a sad, depressing speaker at an event that should be a celebration. Maybe it's a woman thing to focus on the negative and look at our live in a "glass half empty" kind of way. I certainly don't think men would be sitting around doing that at a Father's Day brunch (I also think there's a serious disparity between the amount of bacon served at Mother's Day events Vs. Father's Day events, but that's another blog post). Whatever the case, I refuse to spend my Mother's Day weekend beating myself up, being negative or making up crap about how damaged I am. So, I'm going to tell you why I think it's awesome being a mom.
|Family picture - Day 1|
Being a mom is awesome because...
It's a complete life changer.
Yeah, I could look at this in a negative way. Upon motherhood you're suddenly more aware of someone else's poop than you've ever been before in your life, you're sleep deprived for years (YEARS!!) and you get children's songs stuck in your head for days at a time, but there are so many positives. I loved the changes that happened in my life when I found out I was pregnant with Jacob and then after he was born. I reconnected with my faith, made some long overdue lifestyle changes and experienced an awesome new facet of love in my relationship with my husband. I grew up (well a bit anyway) and loved it.
Kids really do say the darnedest things
Kids don't have the same inhibitions adults do, nor do they have the same social skills to know when something might actually be rude or inappropriate and that can lead to some awesome, embarrassing and downright hilarious zingers. Here's some of Jacob's.
Me: What do I look like the maid?
Jacob: Well, maid and mommy both start with the letter "M".
Jacob: Mommy, when I look up at your second chin I can see your mustache.
Jacob: I'm so glad Grandma can come to my school. She's one of the special women in my life.
Nb. The minute I started writing this I forgot every hilarious thing Jacob's ever said. Figures.
You attain you're very own minion to do your bidding and warp in anyway you see fit.
Jacob wants to be a helper (or a minion, if you will). So, I can get him to help around the house, grab me things from other rooms and just generally slave around on my behalf. I've also had the opportunity to teach him how to make noises with his armpits, how to walk the perfect zombie shuffle and to share a love for Star Wars with him. He likes Jimi Hendrix and knows the words to about half a dozen Bob Marley songs and is a horrible, but exuberant dancer and it's all because of me.
This willingness to do my bidding and like for the things I like won't last forever. At 7, I'm already noticing a decided lack of enthusiasm on his part to constantly do my bidding and a swing towards growing into his own personality, with traits and likes and dislikes of his own (he likes NASCAR!?!), but that's cool. I'm happy to see him developing into a cool kid in his own right all the while knowing that I got to help lay the foundation of his life. (Muahahahah!)
You become part of a cool group of ladies
As a mother you're suddenly part of this sisterhood. Like any kind of female social grouping there are always the crazies or the ladies who'll just plain drive you nuts, but overall I've met some awesome ladies. Some of these ladies are people I never would have met otherwise and others are women I've known for years, but who I now have a special affinity with because I know all of the word's to the "Mighty Machines" theme song and understand the true horror of a snotty nose.
|Clearly a stock photo. None of these moms look nearly exhausted enough to be real :)|
All the personalized crafts you could ever want.
"Special" meals made by little hands
An excuse for not having an ultra-clean house
An excuse for being late
Trips to the grocery store are no longer boring
Someone to read your favourite childhood book too
A new perspective on life, the world and love
Listen, this Mother's Day, don't focus on your imperfections (we've all got them), don't wallow in guilt (we all do it) and don't think up reasons why you suck as a mom (You don't). Think about all the awesome things you've gained since becoming a mother. Think about all of the life experiences you've had that you wouldn't have had without your child(ren). Focus on the joy, the fun, and the greatness of being a mom.
If you're not a mom and you just read this I suggest that on Mother's Day, after spending time with your mom, that you do things that mom's can only dream of. Enjoy a long nap, luxuriate in a tub full of adult-scented bubble bath, eat a hot meal, read a book without interruptions or enjoy a large umbrella drink or five. Your life is awesome too, just a different kind of awesome.
|*Sigh* Sweet memories.|
In closing, I can't post something about Mother's Day without giving a shout out to my own mom.
My mom is wonderful. She was not a perfect mother, which she will tell you, but she never gave up on me, always loved me and always had/has my best interest in mind. If I can be half the mother she was or raise Jacob half as well as she raised my sisters and I it will be a great feat.
Love you lady! Happy Mother's Day!