Mommy Dearest

May 11, 2014 at 5:37 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

Man, I know a lot of women who have kids.  Besides the wonderful grandmothers, aunts and cousins in my life who are all fantastic mothers, more and more of my friends now fall into that category too.  I think they’re all pretty amazing because they all have what I consider the hardest job in the world.  I’ve yet to decide one way or the other if I’ll ever join that club because while they all make it seem like it’s something that comes naturally and is the greatest job in the world, it kinda sorta scares the hell out of me.

Even though the Moms in my life are all inspiring and awesome in their own ways, I’m especially grateful for the particular woman I call Mom.

Thanks for everything, Mom!

I wish I could’ve spent some time with her today but I’ll be seeing her three times in the next few months so I’ll have plenty of time to show her my appreciation then.  My sister got to spend the day with Mom though so she at least had a consolation prize (ha).  We really did luck out with our mom because she’s honestly the woman I still want to grow up to be.  I wouldn’t be who I am or where I am in life without her guidance, advice and support.  She’s also one of my best friends – I probably spend more time on the phone with her than with anyone else I know (Scott can attest to that!).  She can always calm me down or cheer me up when I’m upset or having a bad day and anytime I get good or bad news she’s the first person I think to call.  She lives her life in a way that I hope I’m still living mine in 3o years and she’s got more balls than all of the Chicago Bears combined.  She’s the reason I’m here and I really don’t know what I would do without her.

So Happy Mother’s Day to my Mommy.  If I ever wind up being just half the mother you’ve been then I will consider myself a success indeed.  I love you, I miss you and I will see you in a few weeks!

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A Day For Women

May 13, 2013 at 12:11 pm (Uncategorized) (, )

Yesterday was Mother’s Day, a day where we typically celebrate the woman who gave us life.  I know that for me personally, I’ve been blessed with the best mother I could have ever asked for, not to mention loving grandmothers and caring aunts.  And as awesome as all of these women are, I’m reminded that there are many types of Mother’s who also deserve appreciation.

Step-mothers, foster mothers and adopted mothers are obvious here, because clearly they’re moms too.  Not so obvious are the mothers who no longer have their children because of illness, injury, accidents or something else, or the women who desperately want to be mothers but for whatever reason are unable to do so.  There are also the women who had a child at one point but then lost them before they ever even met them, and the women who could have been mothers but decided they weren’t quite ready for the challenge.  There are children with two mothers and children with two fathers who also serve as mothers.

Thanks, Mom!

There are also women who had just plain shitty mothers.  Some people should not have children but that doesn’t mean that they won’t.  There are women who were raised motherless or wish they had been and there are women who have lost their mothers altogether.  In short, while we all have a mother, there are as many different relationships that can stem from that as there are people walking around on this planet.

I’m not a mother myself so I won’t pretend to have any idea what it’s like to push a human being from my vagina and then try to raise it in today’s day and age.  Hell, I’m not sure I’ll ever know what that’s like.  But I do know that all of the good mothers out there completely blow my mind and are people who I look up to every day.  So to all the moms who love their children – kudos to you!

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Honor Thy Mother

May 11, 2012 at 12:15 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

Personally, I’m glad every single month that I don’t become a mother but I know there are people out there who actually want to procreate and this weekend we will be honoring the women who labored to give us life.  While I know many people do not have a mother really worth celebrating (which I find very tragic indeed), I’m extremely lucky because I think my mom is pretty much the best thing since the invention of cheese.  And I love me some cheese.  My mom is also a close friend of mine and I know that I can count on her for advice, wisdom and a reality check, should I need it.  She’s always told it how it is (like that time when I wanted to be a ballerina and she informed me I was too clumsy to even take lessons) but ultimately I appreciate that.  She’s also just plain fun, which must be where I get it.  I’m pretty sure my mom knows how much I love her every day of the year and one specific holiday doesn’t make or break that sentiment, but reminding her never hurts.

Thanks for everything, Mom.

It’s kind of strange since a lot of my friends and family members are becoming moms themselves, so the number of women I celebrate this weekend seems to be ever-increasing.  Of course I’m happy for all of them and as long as the newly pregnant doesn’t include my 17 year-old cousin, I’m cool with it.  However, I also know a few women who would be moms if they could but various circumstances stand in their way.  With fertility treatments, IVF, surrogacy and adoption all on the rise, the exact definition of a mother is constantly evolving and I think that’s awesome.  Unfortunately, some women can’t afford these treatments or solutions and simply must resign themselves to being the cool aunt that gives great hugs while sneaking some booze.  The women in my family all seem ridiculously fertile but I do have friends who are trying to figure their options out and it hurts my heart that someone who would make a truly great mom can’t be one while other women pop out babies like crazy while neglecting the ones they already have.

I’m not really sure where I’m going with all of this but I guess I wanted to remind people to take into consideration the fact that Mother’s Day isn’t always easy for some women out there.  Besides those who want children but don’t have them, there are women who have lost the children they did have (and I can’t imagine what this day must be like for them).  There are also women who could have been mothers but due to tough decisions, decided the timing or situation wasn’t right and did not go through with the pregnancy.  Just because a woman has had an abortion doesn’t mean she doesn’t think about it every now and then, even if she knows it was the right decision for her and regrets nothing.  Hell, there are even many men out there who double up and act as both mom and dad.  So keep in mind all of the various types of mothers out there this weekend and if you know someone who is, was or would be a great mom, send a little extra love in their general direction.  And if you appreciate your own mom, don’t forget to let her know – whether it’s today or Sunday or any other day of the week!

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Mother’s Day Thanks

May 9, 2011 at 12:02 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , )

There were many things for me to be thankful during Mother’s Day.  I’m lucky enough to have the absolute best mom of all time and she’s been proving that to me on a daily basis for nearly 30 years.  She has always encouraged me in everything I’ve ever wanted to do (well, except for ballet lessons…) and I know that she has my back if when I screw things up.  She was strict enough while I was growing up that I thought she was a horribly oppressive tyrant but as I’ve aged, I’ve realized she was pretty much always right.  And if you know me, you know it’s not easy for me to admit that.  My mom is awesome and my only regret on Mother’s Day was that I couldn’t say that to her face.  Though there’s always next year!

Hi Mom!

Something else  was thankful for yesterday is the fact that I’ve got plenty of other amazing mother-type figures in my life.  My aunts, grandmothers, even cousins and sister are all beautiful, strong and empowering women that have helped me through thick and thin.  Same goes for my fabulous lady friends, some of whom are now mothers themselves.  Which is weird, but seems to be happening with more regularity.  This brings me to the final thing I was thankful for this most recent maternal holiday:

The fact that I’m not a mother myself.  I’m pretty sure I’d be fairly decent at having a kiddo of my own but it’s just not something I’m ready for yet.  Maybe ever?  I don’t know that but I do know that I’m extremely happy to have a uterus that’s never been used.  I think motherhood is a beautiful and wonderful thing but so is staying up until 2am watching cartoons and eating candy.  Wait – perhaps having children won’t be so different from my everyday life after all?  Though I think throwing dirty diapers and breastfeeding into this mix would alter things a bit.  So until I’m ready to spend my free time thinking about cribs and crusty snot, I’ll continue to marvel at the astonishing things that the mothe’s I know have done and continue to do.  Thanks for being such an inspiration and if I ever need a babysitter I’ll know who to call!

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Friday Round-Up

May 7, 2010 at 1:56 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , )

Fridays seem to be fast becoming the busiest day of my work week, which sucks because all I really want to do is sit and daydream about my weekend.  I suppose shit happens.  As usual, my head is all over the place at the moment and I’m sure that will reflect in this here post.  In fact, I’m just going to embrace the randomness and go with it.

I finished reading H.G. Wells The War of the Worlds this week.  It was short but took me an unreasonably long amount of time to get through, which I attribute mostly to a dry writing style.  The story was good though and I can see how it would severely mess with the heads of people at the end of the 1800’s, when it was published.  Unfortunately, I think I’ve become much too jaded by horror stories of today (as well as actual news stories) to be scared much by this old book.  Well, almost – I admit to getting goosebumps once or twice and I think there was one point where I gasped and grabbed at my heart.  Perhaps I’m not as jaded as I like to think.

Also this week, I encountered a story about a guy in (possibly) Britain who married his dying pet cat.  I’m not even going to link it or say anything other than that, because I think it’s the highest form of bullshit when some dopey dude can marry an animal while same-sex couples are still being denied that right.  Just sayin’.

Moving on…in case you weren’t aware, this Sunday is Mother’s Day.  I give thanks every day that I don’t have any rug rats of my own and every month when my period comes I can’t help but think about the song Another One Bites the Dust.  That being said, I truly admire all of you out there who have done the whole birth and child-raising thing – my ovaries salute you.  I can see how mothering is one of the most difficult and thankless jobs in the world and you women amaze me.  This especially goes for my own mother, who hopefully knows by this point how much I really do appreciate and value everything she’s ever done for me.  Well, besides that whole overdosing me with cold medicine on Easter thing.  And the time she told me I’d never be a ballerina because I was too clumsy and she wouldn’t pay for dance class.  And the time she laughed at me when I tried my best to sing Silent Night.  Okay, besides all that I do actually think I’ve been extremely blessed in the whole mother department and if you haven’t…well, my mom is a good one and I’m sure she would love to be a surrogate.  Having my mom for a mom means surprise cards in the mail, packages with candy around all candy-centered holidays, perfect gifts at the most opportune times (my new living room lamp is awesome), a built-in phone buddy to chat with on long walks home and someone who brags to complete strangers about how awesome you are.  She also never beats me with bunches of hangers, so that’s a plus.  My mom is the best and I wish I could be around her to give her the Mother’s Day she deserves.  Hopefully the world’s largest card that I put in the mail will suffice.

Other bits of random…

I saw a man and woman hugging yesterday on the train platform, and the man had a crazy long goatee going on.  As I watched, he held it down so he could flatten it against his lady friend’s head and rest on her comfortably.  It had to have been itchy for her and I couldn’t decide if his motion was sweet or kind of creepy.  The jury is still out on that one.

I got my ceiling fan!  It has lights and settings and everything, and I’ve spent every night this week pretending I’m a Southern Belle trying to rid herself of the vapors.  It worked so well that I fell asleep on my couch at like 8:30 last night.  Vapors be gone!

My cell phone is still smarter than I am.  In fact, it’s figured out how to answer calls that I’ve deliberately decided to avoid.  If it keeps this up I’m simply going to start ignoring it altogether, until its genius cell phone brain becomes so lonely in its isolation that it once again acts exactly how I want it to.

I think I’ve developed an unhealthy addiction to the White Bean Basil Hummus from Trader Joe’s.  It’s been coming on for a while now but I feel I’m slowly losing control.  I put this stuff on every wrap I make for lunch and then proceed to dip dozens of pretzels in it as I eat my wrap.  I know hummus is good for you and all but when it makes up 2/3 of my daily diet, it seems cause for concern.  I could eat an entire tub of this stuff daily, if I tried.  Hell, I would swim in a giant tub of this stuff if someone would let me.  Hmm.  Surely there’s some fetishist out there that would actually pay me to do this.  Perhaps my addiction will serve a purpose after all.

Okay.  I’ve wandered off into the land of swimming in hummus for sexual pleasure and/or cash money so I think that’s my cue to quit writing.  Happy Weekend and I hope the mental images I’ve provided here today don’t disturb you too much!

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