On My First Mother’s Day
There are women who become mothers when they have children. Then there are women who are mothers just waiting for a child. There are women who are mothers even though their child is gone from this world. And then there are women who is a mother to every child.
I think I’m the second type. Even as a young girl, I already thought about becoming a mother. I once announced that I would have seven children. But now that I actually know what I’m talking about, I think we’ll stop at three max. Having Mina has been an overwhelming experience. 99% Good - great even. But the other 1% is enough for me to know that having a baby is different than having a doll, or a dog, or a sack of flour during home ec. class where you have to take care of the sack with a partner for a duration of time. Yes, you heard it right, taking care of a baby is not the same as ANYTHING else. It’s a serious undertaking. And I’m serious in my role. I’m so serious that I left everything familiar so I could give what I think is best for Mina. I am half-responsible (and some would argue, mostly responsible) for how she turns out. Her nature is half mine, her DNA is half-mine (the simplistic view I know, but a mother’s view nonetheless). Her nurture comes from me. I feed her all her meals save on a few occasions when her Bongga Mama does. I nurse her, I pick out her toys, I pick out her activities…
I am not undermining her Dad’s role here. After all, he’s a great Dad. But my number one priority is of Mina turning out happy, productive, and confident. If only she could tell me along the way that I’m doing a good job. An annual review. “Here’s what you did great in Mommy; here are the areas that could use some improvement but overall, you get an A.”
Hey I’d settle for a B.
Motherhood is not a job for the faint-hearted, and I’m only dealing with a near 9 month old. It only gets harder from here. But more rewarding, or so I’ve heard.
I don’t expect a card, or flowers, or breakfast in bed. But you can all do me a favor. Mothers, hug your children tight. Children, let your Mothers know they’re doing a great job won’t you?
TO ALL OF THE TYPES OF MOTHERS OUT THERE: “HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!”
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