I crafted these 21 points for my post on Mother’s Day. It was way before Time Magazine decided to pit moms agains each other in a super sized mom-one-upmanship party called, I’m a better Mom than you, like we needed any encouragement.
But, then I decided not to share them.
Anyways, after the photo-that-will-ruin-a-future-teenager’s-mental-health-and-any-chance-at-popularity-or-even-not-being-bullied, I felt compelled to share these reasons why I think I’m JUST ENOUGH OF A MOM, (just like my friend Sharon did). .
Also, and just so we’re clear, even though I like attention, I would never hang a kid off my automatic milk machine on the cover of a magazine. Mostly because magazines don’t come with magnifying glasses, and my 32As probably wouldn’t have had the desired effect. Anyways, on with it…
- I let my infants sleep in my bed with me, but that was so I could sleep and they could treat my boob like a self-service cafeteria and not out of any intense need to ‘never let them go’. I let my toddlers crawl into bed with me out of the purely selfish reasons that I loved sleeping with them, and still would let them cuddle all night, but even a King size bed isn’t big enough for 2 adults, 2 grown kids, one almost grown one and two dogs.
- I drove carpool for many years and not only did I never lose or forget a child, I was never late, nor did I forget which day was mine to drive.
- I have never broken a child–my own or somebody else’s. My children have never broken another child, even though they have broken themselves repeatedly.
- When ignoring my children so that I could read or generally just laze about, I made sure they were well-occupied with a good television show, snacks at the ready. Sometimes I played games with them, but when it got boring, I let them win so I could go do something else.
- When my kids had playdates, I eagle-eye watched them…be kids and colour each other into Power Rangers with Sharpies, paint the walls, build stink bombs, wrestle till they bled, and bedazzle anything within arm’s reach.
- At Halloween time, I hunted for just the right pieces to create the ultimate costumes. After all, you only have one opportunity in your life to dress up as Avril Lavigne, J-Z the Jew Gangsta, or an uber-cool Vampire/assassin/cool guy in a pleather coat.
- I never once ever said no to a book. I did, however, say no to lots of other things. And meant it.
- When asked for the answers to homework, I sent them to Mr. Google so they could learn to be independent.
- When they asked me to go on school field trips, I went. Even when the trip was on the busiest day ever at the Science Centre.
- I endorsed the occasional Wednesday-itis. Everyone needs a break once in a while.
- I cooked home-made nutritious meals supplemented with chicken fingers, a world-famous cupboard full of junk, and the occasional drive-thru. I believe that no school lunchbox is complete without a treat-as long as you eat the apple too.
- I signed my kids up for lessons and even remembered to take them most of the time. I let them stop going when they didn’t like their lessons, because I wasn’t about to waste good coffee money and my breathe harassing them to go to optional activities.
- I praised my kids for their accomplishments, and bought them gifts for jobs well done. But, I was on top of them when they didn’t do their best and gave no prizes for mediocrity. I told them, ‘Be your best self’.
- I didn’t (and don’t) nag them to clean their rooms. That’s what doors are for. Everyone needs their space. I do, however, nag them about lots of other things such as RSVPing, keeping in touch when out at night, education, and eating broccoli.
- I gave them lots of leash and made sure they got all tangled up in it. I gave them the freedom to learn from their mistakes, ever present in the background.
- I trust. I also stalk. It’s a fine balance.
- I taught them to be kind to animals and everyone.
- I created a falsehood free environment, where the truth would set you free, but a lie would get you in big doody.
- I kiss and hug. All the time. Public or no public. There’s never an inappropriate time for affection.
- I use words like ‘I Love You’ and ‘You are Special.’
- I am there. All the time. When they need me. No matter what. Like a Tiger Mom. Only not the browbeating kind.
I’m Just enough. Mother enough.