Happy Mommy's Day!!!

                             

Hi!

This weekend, we celebrate Moms.

Moms come in all shapes, sizes, and through different pathways. There are DNA moms, adoptive moms, legal guardian moms, foster moms, moms-in-law, and moms who didn't raise you, necessarily, but are bestowed the title simply out of respect and affection.

The first thing we need to celebrate is the acceptance of imperfection. Trying to be "perfect", whatever the hell that is, does nothing but fuel self-doubt. The Instagram moms you see are presenting their lives through a filter, unlimited takes, and hours of preparation. The beautifully organized, flawless home. No nicks in the paint, fingerprint-free everything, no toys, spotless. Either that is just for the camera, or all they do is obsess over organizing and cleaning. If you have kids, and your house doesn't look lived in, as far as I can tell, you're not really living.

The next thing we need to celebrate is that asking for help is not a sign of weakness, but of strength. Feeling overwhelmed is just part of it. Momming is hard because every kid is different, every experience is different, and there is no rule book. You are flying in the fog, through unfamiliar territory, you have a sometimes dysfunctional instrument panel you've never seen before, so you need to rely on intuition, and instinct. The books, podcasts, TikTok, and other forms of social media are filled with ideas, some decent, some questionable, but only you know your child the way only their mom can. Trust yourself. Know that not every decision will seem right through the rearview mirror down the road, but that's ok. You are making the best choices with the tools you have in the moment, and making choices from a place of love. If you feel like you're flying into trouble, ask for help. It's one of your tools. 

Another thing to celebrate is friendships. Outside of spouse, outside of work, outside of family. There needn't be many, one, maybe even two, if you're very lucky. People you can vent to without judgment. People, other than family, who absolutely get the core of who you are, and are okay with it all. 

In conclusion, let's celebrate the little things that moms do without thinking, without fanfare, without anyone even noticing. The sudden lack of hunger when there is not quite enough. The simple knowing of all the favourites. The magic that just seems to happen around all of the special days.The constant mental tracking of pantry and fridge inventory, making sure nothing runs out on any kind of regular basis. The listening to more than what is being said out loud. 

Little things that come from love. 

If you are lucky enough to still have your mom, celebrate her!

If you are lucky enough to have kids who are moms, celebrate them! 

Moms, in whatever way the title has been bestowed upon you, Celebrate! 

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