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Saturday, October 04, 2008

Mom Genes

I often wonder if people are given certain talents at birth. I mean not everyone can become a world class athlete. Not everyone is going to win a gold medal because that would defeat the purpose of competing.

I often wonder if perhaps certain women are born with the mom gene? People who compete on a professional level have a love and a drive for what they are doing. Does the same thing apply for mothers?

In the grand scheme of things I don't enjoy mom things. I don't enjoy the sitting at sporting events and pretending it matters that my kid is playing. I don't enjoy oohing and ahhing over some art project that going to go into the trash at the end of the month. I don't enjoy the kid things. I enjoy my kids the most when they are sleeping or we are in the car and we are having a conversation over ignorant people or people's opinions.

Perhaps I am missing the mother gene, perhaps I wasn't meant to compete on a professional level.

I was on my favorite board a little while ago and there was a debate on motherhood. People waxed poetically about how much being a mother changed them for the better. This is where the trouble comes in...we as women(brainwashed much?) can not understand when motherhood does not fulfill another woman. We look down on a woman who doesn't wrap herself completely in her child. What happens if being a mother doesn't make you a "better" person? Does that mean you love your children any less?


I don't like being a mother when it is THE most important thing about me. I find it odd that women who don't work outside the home are snubbed and disregarded but the moment a women says she doesn't want to or does not enjoy being a mother people are horrified.

Having had a child or three squeeze out of my cooch isn't the end all to be all about me.

If you enjoy being a mother well...yeah and go meat for you!

Being a mother isn't how I define myself. It's not the thing that makes me all warm and fuzzy, quite often it just make me want to sleep.

While some of you may be clutching your pearls all aghast I could give less than 2 fucks really.

Your definition doesn't fit me, I won't go silently and happily into the box that makes you comfortable.

My children (with Goddess's blessing) will eventually go out into the world and make their mark. I will always be their mother, I will always love them, but they will become who they will become and my being their mother will not be the MOST important thing to them, I'm cool with that. I don't plan on letting being their mother be the MOST important thing to me...

Wow...I said that and the world didn't even come to an end... imagine that...

3 Comments:

  • At October 04, 2008 9:48 AM, Blogger giggleblue said…

    oh, i agree and i struggle with that (and by struggle i mean struggle with hearing other people's crap about it). just because you are having a child, doesn't make being a mother your entire identity.

    i will be me first, and being a mother fits within the other things you are, like a wife or a sister or a teacher or an artist.

    i wish more people got that!

     
  • At October 04, 2008 10:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Let me tell you something, i love my kids and i would hate for anything bad to happen to them, but cant stand them. I miserable,depressed,stressted, and just plain tired of being a mother. If i had a second chance i would do it all different. no lie. Being a mother is hard work. I feel im trapped home all day with these kids. I wish i could get out and work..........BE FREE........ The sad part is, is that your never appericated for anything, your just expected to everything everytime they say jump of they stand there and piss and whine until they get what they want.(daddy doesnt help because he eggs it on) i am so looking forward to the day my girls are in school. You guys have any advice on getting thru this hell people call a life?

     
  • At October 05, 2008 2:53 PM, Blogger Poetry said…

    I do mommy get aways. Me and my girl Thelma (hey girl) roll out of town about every 3mths or so. Just being able to have silence and adult convo saves me every time. I feel better every time I come home. I also see a therapist on the regular. Demand time for you cause ain't nobody going to GIVE mama a day off. Take it! You don't even have to go out of town, just take a YOU day. If you like to read go to the library or local book store and chill. If you can afford it do an ALL day spa day or a 90min massage.
    Everyone else gets to do as they like, why can't mama?

     

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