Truth Tuesday
Recently, a friend was telling me about a guy she had started dating.
She began to list his many attributes, citing the usuals like career status, sense of humor and friendliness.
“And he is a great Dad,” she added.
Hmmmmm.
What does that mean exactly....A great Dad?
So I asked her..."What does that mean, exactly?"
(Of course derailing the discussion from the date details she really wanted to tell me about.)
“Well…..,” she started, “he is really attentive to his kids and totally on top of their activities.”
Cool….
“And he makes their favorite meals when they are sleeping at his place.”
OK…..
“Oh…and…he makes sure they always have a fruit or vegetable with their meals.”
Awesome!
She listed a few more details, all of which, bolstered the “He is a great Dad” theory.
I am certain he is a great Dad.
Yea, I know he is.
And that is great.
But what I have to say here, right now, is actually not about him or his Dad-ness or any Dads.
This is about us Moms.
The thing is, I don’t hear us tell one another or say about each other that we are great.
We do all those things.
The meals.The activities.
The attentiveness.
The ponytails.
The shoelaces.
The medical appointments.
The homework.
The book reports.
The Science Fair poster.
The broccoli.
The tears.
The being on top of everything…and anything.All of it.
And then some.
And then even more.
But rarely….oh-so-rarely…..do I hear Moms talking about themselves or other Moms and using words like “great.”
We simply do not give ourselves much credit.
We judge ourselves.
We’re convinced we could, should, might do less, or more, or different.
We would never dare think of how amazing we are doing at this most important and difficult job we have taken on.
For the most part, we give Dads all sorts of slack and leeway. We praise them. We applaud their efforts. We support and guide and steer them when we feel they need it (and even if they don’t).
But from ourselves and each other? We expect the impossible.
We push, and criticize and shake our heads. And not really at one another but at our own selves.
As mothers, our self-talk can be pretty darn harsh. As in, we wouldn’t talk to our enemies (let alone our friends) as harshly as we talk to ourselves.From the day my first child was born, I invested an unfathomable amount of time and energy into thinking and even talking about all of the ways I was screwing up as Mom. All of the ways I fell short. How not perfect I was. How my kids would end up on therapists' couches all because of me and my lame-ness.
And the funniest thing is, I can look at you and know you are doing a pretty OK job.
More than OK, actually. You are doing a bang-up job.But to give that to myself?
Not so much. Well....never, actually. Until now.
So for today, for right now, I ask you to at the very least consider the following:
- You are a great Mom.
- You are doing a great job.
- You are, in this very moment, absolutely perfect despite your mistakes, mess-ups, miscalculations, oversights, flubs and bloopers. Yes….perfect.
- And, perhaps most importantly, your kids know very well that you are doing the very best you can with what you have.
Just consider it. That’s all I ask.
And the next time you want to sing someone’s praises as a parent, perhaps you will first start a little closer to home. Or a whole bunch closer. With you-know-who.
Just consider it.
As a single dad with sole custody of my kids, I know all of the things you Moms do and I think you're all Wonderful.
@MrMomWorld
Posted by: Bob Snitchler | Tuesday, April 13, 2010 at 09:40 AM
I'm not a mom but this column almost made me wish I was. Good job. And yes, all you mom ARE awesome and we don't tell you enough. I think I'll call my sister and tell her she is
Posted by: Tom | Tuesday, April 13, 2010 at 10:41 AM
Allison...you are a great Mom with another thought provoking...post.
I am a...great Dad. Mostly because of a secret I learned from my wife years ago. She hung a sign in our house that said..."The best thing a man can do for his children is to love their mother".
There were a few other lessons that I needed to learn along the way...but all of it has made me a better person.
Posted by: Owen O'Malley | Tuesday, April 13, 2010 at 10:54 AM
SFX: Screel of brakes!
1) Please give props to yourself. If you don't, I am right now.
2) Good daddies do the Science Fair poster too. And get the glitter. And the feathers. And make the hand turkeys. And use Oxi-Clean like there's a worldwide glut of the stuff. But dads and moms will never be equal. Because of #3.
3) Every day is Mother's Day.
That's just how it works. ~Mike
Posted by: Mike LaMonica | Tuesday, April 13, 2010 at 07:02 PM
i love this post and it was written at a perfect time for me. we are all good moms, and i think the most important thing you wrote is that our kids know--through the tears and yelling and laughing--that we are doing out best with what we have.
i asked my 3 year old daughter today who her best friend is, and she said "of course mommy." i need to stop judging myself and realize that we are the first round of people in their lives and all we can do is our best--and we all do, or try.
and i do realize she might not be saying i'm her best friend in 10 years--but i'll take it now!
thanks for writing this, it made my day
Posted by: erica | Tuesday, April 13, 2010 at 08:41 PM
Again, you put your finger on it! I love and appreciate my husband, but I do get so annoyed when people act like he walks on water for caring for his own children! Fortunately, he shares my disbelief and takes it for granted that he does the normal parenting that any mom assumes too.
Posted by: Katherine | Saturday, April 17, 2010 at 10:03 PM