The Hardest Job in the World

Thoughts for the day:



Ever have one of those days where you wake up and you just know that you shouldn't get out of bed? Where the screaming baby at 7:15AM is enough to make you rethink being a parent, the dogs barking at every blade of grass makes you want to open the gate and say good-bye? Today is one of those days for me. Addison woke up literally screaming, the dogs won't stop barking and I miss my mommy.



I think that being a mom must be the hardest job in the world. I think back on my twenty-six years and all the things my mom has gone through with me, never wavering on her love. I remember the pre-teen years the best. The "I hate you" moments, the rolling of the eyes or the total and utter disrespect. I know this hurt my mom. I remember her crying or telling my dad that she couldn't take it anymore. Then I remember her turning around and showing me unconditional love only a mom can possess. I remember her being able to turn off the anger she had for me at the moment of sheer disrespect and show me love.



My mom wasn't perfect, none are, no matter what we perceive. We often look back and laugh about all the silly things that mom did. My brother and I were constantly getting grounded from the phone. Constantly. My mom used to tape the phone so that we couldn't get it off the hook and mark a certain spot on the tape so she knew if we untaped it and used it. Well, we got smart enough to just retape the phone and make a new mark. After a while mom caught on and just took all the phones in the house to work with her. Looking back I laugh and say, "Mom what if the house would've burnt down or someone would have broke in" and she just says, "I don't know what I was thinking!". Oh mom!



In the recent years my mom and I have have become closer. I think it's the natural process of growing up but I've come to appreciate her and all she's done for me. I remember wanting a friendship with my mom and now I have it. I can tell her pretty much everything and feel comfortable doing so. I've realized that most of the things she has told me would happen have happened. I've also realized that when she told me to "take the good and leave the bad" from my upbringing she was right. There are things I won't do with Addison and Evie but most of the things my parents did with and for me I will do for them. It's amazing to have a mom to be there no matter what.



Now don't get me wrong. My mom and I still disagree. Sometimes I feel like she thinks I'm still 15 and sometimes she thinks I'm acting like I'm still 15. We don't always see eye to eye on things. She gives me advice I don't ask for or don't want to hear. She is after all still my mom. No matter how old I get she'll always be my mom and she'll always be there to offer advice, listen to my problems or wipe my tears.



Now that I'm a mom I've realized how big of a job it is. No, Addison isn't a pre-teen telling me she hates me or rolling her eyes at my 'mom jeans' but she's still a hand full. She still has those days where I would pay someone to take her away but the love doesn't leave. No matter how many times I'm slapped, pinched or bit I know she doesn't mean it. I am going to be lucky enough to have two little girls and have two mother/daughter relationships. Maybe it's paybacks? All I know is that I understand why my mom did most of the things she did. Will I be a different kind of mom then my mom was? Yes, I think I will do things a little different. Will I take the good and leave the bad? Absolutely! There was so many good things in the way my mom was a mom I can't wait to share them all with Addison and Evie.


I love my mom.