MOM MANTRA
I don’t need to be a perfect mom. What is perfection, anyway, other than a set up for disappointment, that unattainable ideal, that nugget of nonsense?
I don’t need to be my child’s friend. She will have so many of those, I have enough of those, I just need to be her parent.
I just need to be her parent. Her Mom, her person, her family.
I will have her back, I will always have her back, I will always, always, always have her back.
I will love her. I will always love her. I will always love her unconditionally.
I will support her in her ideas and thoughts and endeavors and all the colors in between and surrounding. I will give her guidance when asked, I will give her notes when asked, I will do as asked.
I will occasionally lose my temper, lose my job, lose my way.
I will say yes to things and I will say no to others.
I will burn toast too.
I will be flawed, I will be learning how to be a Mom as we grow older, together.
And through all this and more, I will know this one thing:
I am her mom.
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Ayanna Pressley: “Don’t dare invoke one of the darkest days of terrorism in MY city to stoke fear and derail a meaningful conversation about fundamental rights & what justice looks like for the 1000s of black & brown folks who are stripped of their liberty & civic participation for minor offenses.”
Jamie Stelter: “Do you know how many times in four months—let alone four days, four hours even—a woman who wants to be pregnant counts the moments until she could possibly be pregnant again?”
Some notes for a Baby Boomer (Sonia Denis) running for Presidency from a Millennial.
Anita Hill and Joe Biden: the reckoning.
Sigourney Weaver and Samantha Bee: the YES.
Ageism: The Curse.
Salmon…on prozac?
An ode to rom-coms.
Now have a laugh with Leslie Jones.
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