Moms (Beautiful Moms)
Breakfast in bed, because this is the only day you get that. Flowers and kids attacking you in bed at the crack of dawn. Kisses and hugs, that strangle the air out of your body. I hope all you moms out there got that this morning. The work you do is special and the most necessary career ever. No other career shapes the world and humanity like yours does. None.
Whether you are a stay at home mom or a working woman, the job we do matters. We make people. We mold character and shape integrity, forging humans into valuable, worthwhile individuals.
Ladies, today is our day.
The job we do as mothers is difficult. We don’t get any days off and there is no vacation from our jobs. We are on 24/7. The work we do makes the world a better place. Heck, it makes the world. Without us, there is nothing but a savage society. Give yourselves some respect and own it.
Generation after generation, people have under-appreciated moms. The feminist movement's emergence led people to frown upon moms, or rather the desire to choose to be moms. I feel there is no reason we need to be ashamed or lower in stature because we chose family. Every feminist can thank a mom for being able to be who she is and live how she wants to. We did that. We made them strong and independent thinkers and gave them the desire to be more.
Some of you might think that I say this because I am a mom, and I chose to be a mom and homemaker. Not so. I say this because I understand the difference between a mom who is present in a child’s life and one who is not.
I grew up without a mother. I know what I missed and what I could have had, if my mom had been a mom.
I am a mother, and I understand the love language that being one is. We will give up many things to be what our children need in life. We are cooks, chauffeurs, therapists, disciplinarians, doctors, healers, mentors, and idols to our kids. The name for us is jack-of-all-trades.
I know how you sacrifice for your families; how you go without something if it means you can provide something for your child instead. There is a nobility in the act of a mother giving up something she desires for their sakes.
Often unappreciated by them and even by our spouses, we carry on. We know that in the end, we can be proud of the work we have done. Today is about recognizing that mothers are the anchor and root of civilization and humanity.
Humans may not all have children, but every one of us has a mother; present or not. There is nothing without us. If you don’t feel it yet, or if you have not heard the words from your children that they understand what you did in raising them, you will. When they have grown and begin their adult lives, the realization will strike them one day. Wisdom will blossom especially as they begin their own families and see what is required of them as parents.
Parenting is a determination to see the best in your family, a long-suffering of drama, pain, time, and body parts drooping, forever altered.
In a world that celebrates only the most beautiful, young, and glamorized women, we are the ones whose beauty is said to be within. Yes, we are beautiful inside. But outside we are beautiful as well.
We should never dismiss the external beauty of our scarred abdomens, our broader hips, our stretch marks, or even our pooch bellies. Those parts of us that society deems ugly are the most beautiful parts of us. It proves our selflessness and our contribution to the world. Even though most of us do not find those things attractive, they are attractive and we should celebrate them.
Society shows us it only values the perfect. I say we are perfectly imperfect. We are real and beautiful. We are selfless in a world of selfishness.
Moms, be proud of yourselves. Honor yourselves if no one else does. Feel great about yourselves even if you woke up, put your hair in a bun, donned a robe and slippers, and don’t look your best this morning, because you are the most beautiful women in the world. When those kids jump up on you this morning, hand you those burned pancakes, hug the breath out of you, or call you from afar, they see you as someone they could not live without.
You are the most beautiful woman in the world to them. You will forever be the standard by which they compare every woman they meet. Every meal another woman cooks will always be compared to yours. They will also compare your techniques for minor tasks, such as folding laundry or washing a dish, against all other women. You are your child’s standard. Think about that.
So, get up, go into your bathroom, stand in front of the mirror, and take a long look at those things that outwardly show you are a mother. Look at your C-section scar and the beautiful way it glistens and shines like no other part of your body. That is beautiful.
Look at your grey hairs, both from age and aggravation. All evidence of every sleepless night in worry, along with your maturity; silver like the pure metal. Value. A commodity.
Look at your muffin top. Remember the days you stood touching your pregnant belly and feeling those little feet and that tiny tush pushing out from within. Think about the love you already had for someone you had not even met yet. That muffin is a gorgeous tribute to the muscle and elasticity you lost for love.
Don’t be ashamed of these things. If anyone makes you feel that way, too bad for them. You are the most beautiful woman in the world; you are amazing. Hold that head up high, pour that maple syrup on those burnt flapjacks and savor every bite of love and appreciation on your day. Today is the day we acknowledge and celebrate Mother’s day, but every day is Mother’s Day. We matter that much.
Happy Mother’s Day, beautiful!!
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