Wednesday, March 23, 2011

I am a pretty BIG deal

It occurs to me, quite regularly, how easy it is to feel incompetent as a mother.  As a wife.  As head of a household (which, I know, husbands & fathers feel is their job, but, let's be real.  We all know who's keeping the Titanic from hittin' an iceberg)

I constantly walk around consumed with the feeling that I can't provide, keep up, compare.  The fact that I am inept must be blatantly obvious to all outside observers.  I might as well wear a flashing sign on my shirt that says "LOSER".

I'm not a MILF.  My youth is fleeting (and I do use the word *youth* loosely).  My body has literally flown south for the winter (and will probably never migrate north again).  My cuticles are in complete dissrepair.  I haven't had any kind of *spa experience* since 2008.  My favorite ensemble is a pair of fleece pants and an old t-shirt (complete with holes).  I am not UP on the current trends.  I couldn't even tell you what movies are in the theaters right now.

But, then, comes a moment of clarity.  A moment that makes me stop.  Take a deep breath.  And smile..........I am completely necessary to the 3 people I love most in this world

Without me, my husband would not be able to find his toothbrush, a bar of soap, his belt, a bandaid, the front door........

My children wouldn't have clean clothes, a hot meal, a referee, a boo-boo kisser, a tushie wiper, an activities director, a cheerleader or a voice of reason.

To them, I could rope the moon.  I could turn coal into diamonds..............I might as well be Gandhi.

Nobody loves them like I do.  And no one will ever love me, or need me, the way they do.

To the world, I am just one person.  But to these 3 people..... who hold my heart....... I am the world.

And I think that's pretty cool.


  1. I decided the other day that I was going to just accept that I am getting older and that I am a good mother who loves her kid. PERIOD. Not that there isn't room for improvement, but when it comes right down to it, I don't REALLY care about things like being a MILF (although I kind of wish I was) or having a house Martha Stewart would envy. Because if I REALLY cared, I would be trying to do those things.

    I agree. Knowing that my kid and my guy love and need me is gratification least for now!

  2. Seriously phenomenal post. LOVE that you mention all the things you do b/c those things all matter. Oh and this: "We all know who's keeping the Titanic from hittin' an iceberg” brilliant :))


  3. Absolutely perfect!!! I love every word :o)