My day today in quotes.
“Mommy, I don’t care what you say, I’m not doing it.” *discussing naptime with C*
“Mommy! Lookie! I Ellery!” *Ellery drawing herself on a wipe off board*
“Mommy, I am so hungry. When is lunch?” *Caelan a half an hour after breakfast*
“Mommy! Ooopsy!” *Milk spills on couch, Ellery is the cuplrit*
“Mommy, I don’t want you to let her play on that swing ever again!” *Caelan mad because Ellery actually has fun*
“Mommy!! Wheee!!” *Ellery throwing her head back on the swings in the backyard*
“Mommy, these are the best pork chops, ever!” *Caelan enjoying the dinner I made tonight*
“Mommy, love oooo!” *Ellery giving me her bedtime kiss*
I probably heard, “mommy!” a thousand times today. And each time, as you can see from this brief sampling, it had a different connotation. Each time, it elicited a different emotion, signaled a different need, and required me to respond differently. Sometimes I just heard, “MOMMY!!!” for the hell of it. That’s how generous my kids are. Lucky me, right?!
This weekend, I have felt very “mommy”. I don’t always feel like a mommy. Sometimes I feel like an exasperated, annoyed, pulled in a million directions, and frustrated mother. Sometimes I feel like an over-loved and worn out mom. But this weekend, I have been mommy and it has been fun! We had a lot of fun today. Shawn mowed, so we played outside. That is always a fun time; my girls love this weather as much as I do, so we had a good time. I actually got housework done without a fight, hung some artwork in the living room, made dinner myself (a more regular thing than I ever like to admit as I do not cook), made the girls a glow stick bath, and got to draw with them before story and bed. It was a perfect day. Truly wonderful. Call the family sitcoms, we are ready for our close up today.
Not everyday is so idyllic, though. Life can always get us down. Something can always happen to put us in a bit of a funk. It doesn’t matter, though, when you’re a mommy. In my house, mommy is normally the comfort, the safe spot, the laughter, the tickler, the nurturer, and the one who is always looked to for pretty much everything. In my house, sometimes Mommy needs a break. But I never let it get to me. Because I signed on for this mommy gig. It’s who I am now. I wear many hats throughout the week, but I’d like to think that my Mommy hat is this incredible Fascinator with feathers, and fun things coming off of it. It is truly the most important hat I wear. I will always be a wife, teacher, mentor, an advocate, an ally, friend, sister, confidant, supporter, daughter, etc. But I will only be allowed to be “Mommy” for a short time. Michelle Obama said it best when she said, “There are many facets of me, but I feel like I have a responsibility as a mother first because my children didn’t ask to be here.” And that quote means the world to me. It reminds me that no matter what else I have going on, who else is asking for my attention, who else needs me, or what other project needs tended to, I am a mother first. My children won’t always want me to be Mommy. But for as long as they do, I will be there. I will be Mommy.
And I fancy my Mommy Fascinator looks something like this. Isn’t it fab!?
What do the hats YOU wear look like?