I am nothing like my Mom.

I am just like my Mom.

As an only child I feel that my relationship with my Mom is very different from children with  brothers or sisters. My Mom was my parent, sibling, friend, and at times, my enemy.

As a young child and elementary school student I was the biggest ‘Mama’s Girl.’ I am fairly certain that I was almost eleven before I ever slept overnight at a friend’s house. My friends always came to my house, because I missed my Mom too much to go away for a night. Now, as a parent of three daughters, who greatly enjoys date night and other adult-only time, I would like to say SORRY to my Mom for attaching myself to her like a barnacle, and never giving her the break that she deserved.

Throughout middle school I was a fairly typical, relatively low maintenance tweener. I did the chores that my parents asked me to do, I followed the rules, I went to catechism, I even agreed to be an altar server (humiliating!) During these crucial years of awkwardness and development I was trying to figure out who I was and where I was going. My Mom supported me through every phase; she sent me to sports camps, drove me to the ‘cool mall’ so I could get clothes that I thought were ‘cool’, and let me have tons of friends over whenever I wanted. I would like to say THANK YOU to my Mom for being hardworking, supportive, and caring about what I wanted (or at least what I thought I wanted) at an awkward stage in my life.

In high school there was the requisite drama, but because I has established a sound relationship with my Mom I followed the rules, continued to do my chores, got good grades, and did the things that my parents expected me to do. Occasionally, there were the teenage fights, tears, and name calling. In high school, I was quick to pull out the “I hate you” to my Mom. There was even one fight where I packed my bags, left the house, and camped out in a tree in my backyard (not overnight, only a little past dark and at that point I was so hungry I had to come back!) I would like to say YOU’RE RIGHT, I HAVE  A HORRIBLE MOUTH, to my Mom, because she has taught me that I’m too quick to say mean things, and that you can’t always take back the things you say.

In college, I had a slight relapse into the “Mama’s Girl’ phase of my life. I was so incredibly homesick when I went away to college that my Mom had to stop accepting my collect-calls and she had to tell my relatives to do the same. I was a mess. Eventually, I started to adjust and by my second year I was comfortable, and thanks to my Mom’s frequent and fun visits I managed to become a normal functioning college student. My roommates loved my Mom because she would show up on weekends, take us to lunch, bring us shopping, get us some awesome swag for our room and remind us of the normal life that existed outside of our dorm. My Mom taught me an important lesson during my college years, I would like to say to my Mom, SOMETIMES YOU DO NEED TOUGH LOVE. It is an important lesson to learn. Sometimes you have to fail in order to succeed.

After graduating college, getting married, and starting a family of my own, my Mom has been my touch stone for all things emotional. If I’m happy, I call my Mom. If I’m mad, I call my Mom. If I’m sad, I call my Mom. If I’m bored…I call my Mom. I would like to say to my Mom, YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND.

My daughters are crazy about my Mom. She is wonderful with them, and they love her more than I can articulate. When I told them I was writing something for Mee-Moo for Mother’s Day, they wanted to say to her, YOU ARE THE BEST MEE-MOO EVER, EVER, and PINKY PROMISE WE WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.

 

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My relationship with my Mom has changed throughout the different phases of my life, but I can honestly say, I continuously felt proud of my Mom. I am most proud of her career, intelligence, and her hard work. My Mom taught me that having a brilliant career and a family are not mutually exclusive. She taught me that women should be informed, they should be educated, and they should hold leadership positions. Growing up there were countless times that I remember talking to my friends about my Mom and her career and feeling such pride for her accomplishments. She supported and encouraged my decision to return to work after having children, and I will forever be grateful for that. I would like to say to my Mom, I AM PROUD OF YOU!

Since I was not able to find a Mother’s Day card that would sum up my feelings, here you go:

Happy Mother’s Day Mom!

I’m sorry, thank you, you’re right, I have a bad mouth, sometimes you do need tough love, you are my best friend, you are the best Mee-Moo, ever, ever, pinky promise love you forever, and I am proud of you!

 

 

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