We have the actual definition -
A term of address for a female parent or a woman having or regarded as having the status, function, or authority of a female parent.
A term of address for a female parent or a woman having or regarded as having the status, function, or authority of a female parent.
Then, we have what the majority of society sees a mother as -
Staying at home with her small children, watching soap operas, and pigging out on junk food all day. Sometimes, doing chores, or housework throughout the day, then running around like mad, trying to get the house clean, and dinner cooked before her spouse gets home.
And what children view their mother as -
The finder of lost objects. The cooker of meals. The tie-er of shoes. The narrator of stories. The master of cuddles. The source of all nagging. The giver of baths. The hand holder. The boss. The rule maker.
And last but not least, what a mother really is/does -
All of the above.
There are days when all the kids and I do is watch movies and eat cereal out of the box.
There are days when I feel like super mom. Having accomplished more in 2 hours than most accomplish all day.
There are days when I feel like a complete and utter failure. Like the day when my 4 year old, very humbly, informed me that I was being a jerk. But he was right, and I'm proud of him for telling me.
All of those days are, in their own way, quite wonderful. I know that the day will end and we can start over tomorrow. I also feel a pride in the fact that my son feels secure enough to tell me when he thinks I'm out of line, and most impressively, without being disrespectful.
That makes me feel like I am what a mother should be. It makes me feel I've earned the right to be called "Mommy.'
Even though at the end of the day, there is, sometimes, poop smeared on the walls, and boogers crusted to kids faces, and I've yelled much more than I've showed the love a mother should show, I love being a mommy.
I love these crazy, loud, beautiful, wonderful, and sometimes, obnoxious children.
There are days when I feel like super mom. Having accomplished more in 2 hours than most accomplish all day.
There are days when I feel like a complete and utter failure. Like the day when my 4 year old, very humbly, informed me that I was being a jerk. But he was right, and I'm proud of him for telling me.
All of those days are, in their own way, quite wonderful. I know that the day will end and we can start over tomorrow. I also feel a pride in the fact that my son feels secure enough to tell me when he thinks I'm out of line, and most impressively, without being disrespectful.
That makes me feel like I am what a mother should be. It makes me feel I've earned the right to be called "Mommy.'
Even though at the end of the day, there is, sometimes, poop smeared on the walls, and boogers crusted to kids faces, and I've yelled much more than I've showed the love a mother should show, I love being a mommy.
I love these crazy, loud, beautiful, wonderful, and sometimes, obnoxious children.
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