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“You’re only here for a short visit. Don’t hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.” —Walter Hagen

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Being a Mother



Have you ever been in a situation where you feel you have to subscribe to everyone's norms? I'll admit, I've lived that life. I constantly feel like the square peg trying to desperately fit into the proverbial round hole... but I rarely fit and it never matters in the end, because to others I'm "cool", "different",  "wise", and "unique". 

I'll be honest here, the hardest role I've ever played though, is that of being a mom.  Society has this definition of a mother --- that she cooks, cleans, looks pretty, never complains, and seems to get it "all done." She's on top of the laundry, knows where everyone's toys are, has a pantry full of goodies, and has time to make it to all of the birthday parties. She's somewhat of a superwoman. But that's not me.  I'm the mother you find rushing home after work and a sweaty run to cook for my family.  We spend the evenings doing yoga together, getting dirty outside, walking the dog, or curled up watching television. I'm the mom who spends Saturdays exhausted because I get up early to run and then spend the rest of the day chasing my kids around the pool, playing at the park, going for a hike, or discovering a cool museum.  I'm the mom with the unorganized home, because I want to show love and compassion to my children and not societal norms. They'll see that in life... but true love and nurture is hard to come by these days. 



Other mothers, other women, even men try to make you feel bad for being a certain way.  There's no right answer.  I'm not saying that being the "perfect" mom is wrong or that being the "crazy" mom (like me) is correct.  All I am trying to point out is that in the end, all that matters is love.  And I've found, from being the mom that I am and not trying to fit into societal norms, I'm able to express love on  a higher level.  Because I am being me and my kids are happy.  Just a thought. 







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