Saturday, May 9, 2015

Mother

Sorry, I haven't posted in a while. Here is something I wrote for Mother's Day. 

On Mother's Day the kids clean up the kitchen while Dad goes to talk to his Mom on the phone. The first words we hear from the other room are, "Hey Mom! Happy Mothers Day! Aren't you glad you had me?"
Haha. Yep, that would be my Dad. 



When I was little I remember watching my Mom make dinner, watching her create soup as if she was born knowing  how to:
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 I tilt my head and tell her,
"I want to be just like you when I grow up!"
And I wasn't just saying it to be nice. 
I meant it with all my heart.
She looks up and stops stirring to smile but shakes her head, "I hope you are a lot better than me." 
I am confused. 
To me my mom is the angel who sits up in the blue chair at night to keep the monsters away while I sleep. 
My mom is the doctor who always knows how to help me feel better.
My mom is the cook who created macaroni and cheese, my favorite meal, when Daddy can't even make an egg.
My mom is the teacher who makes spelling tests and math promblems not so bad after I thought they were impossible.
I see her as a beautiful hero. That hero I want to be just like.
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So when do parents become the villians? Why are there so many evil step mothers in the stories? Where does a mom go from the good guy to the bad guy in our culture?

Its not Mom that changes, its us, us kids.
I think that as we get older we begin to see the monsters that nobody can keep away. We start to see the illnesses in the world that Mom can never heal. We begin discovering the meals outside Mac and Cheese that Mom can't make. (Unless your mom is as an amazing cook as mine) We struggle through school that Mom can't help us with. Suddenly our mothers become less hero, more regular. 

But a mother isn't anything short of a hero. That is what mine shows me everyday. 
Heroes aren't always the ones fighting the dragons...sometimes they are just the ones up late at night cleaning the kitchen.
And of all the thing my Mom has taught me, one of the most important is that Motherhood is special. She's taught me that there are heroic jobs and dreams out there in the world, but none of them is as beautiful as being a Mommy. 
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So, Mom, I still want to be just like you. I know I can never be a better Mother though.





7 comments:

  1. This is beautiful! I think you're absolutely right. Every kid is a little bit let down to discover that their parents aren't perfect, and then amazed to find out that, if imperfect, they're still pretty incredible.

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    1. Thank you! Yep, that pretty much sums it up!

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  2. This touched me! I love this post best of all! Your blogging is getting better by the minute!

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    1. Wow! That is so encouraging. I felt like this post wasn't so good.

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  3. Beautiful, Maddie! Your mom is indeed a very special mother/wife/daughter/friend! Give her a hug from me :-) Enjoy your weekend, sweet friend ♥

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    1. Awe! Thank you. I will give her a hug from you! <3

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