Mothers are the nerve centre of the family. They operate at a more heightened sensitivity than the average human. At any given moment, most moms know, who in the family is where, what they are doing, which bills are outstanding what curriculum night is this week, whose pants need mending, whose shoes are too small, what laundry is lying on the floor and still in the washer, what’s in the refrigerator (unless they have teens) how much gas is in the car, what the temperature is (inside and out) what school projects are due in what class, who has just cried and why, who her partner’s sports game is against that night, how many more minutes until bed time where the good bubbles for the bath are.
Moms don’t necessarily have to be the bossy bosses that are always telling someone what to do, although sometimes that is necessary. They are the boss in the sense that they keep the company afloat. Dads may argue, but let me ask you this…what happens when Dad gets sick? Does he still make lunches, drive the car pool, check the homework and iron the shirts? Or does he go to bed …and stay there…and require peace, quiet, homemade soup and tlc until he feels better? And what happens when Mom gets sick? The average family will give Mom 24hours, at most. 24 hours to sleep, heal and get back to the front of the bus where she belongs.
Moms are bosses in the mentor sense. They are there for counsel and advice. They provide guidelines and safety nets. They set the hours for work and play and the appropriate remuneration when necessary.
Moms also bake, especially my friend Beth, who can bake any kind of cake you want, have babies, buy food and other essentials, button up coats, blow up balloons, bring snacks on long trips and believe in their children.
Moms can be bashful, beautiful, blunt, bouncy, bellicose, benevolent, bitchy, boisterous, bossy, bubbly, buddies, bloggers, but most of all…they are the best!
Beck says
It’s true! When I got really sick a couple of years ago, my husband could NOT keep up with everything that needed to get done, and he is the very BEST of men!
Wendy says
Wouldn’t you like to sit in the back of the bus just once? Even if I could, I don’t think I’d enjoy the ride.
I was terribly sick one day last year, and my husband phoned into work and said he was staying at home that day to take care of “Mom”. I was laying on the couch, barely able to get up for fear of throwing up, enjoying the sound of those words. As soon as he hung up, he asked me, “Well, what are you making us for lunch?”