It was lovely. Truly. No fighting. No mean, snide remarks, no bickering with sisters. Just me and her doing a lil shopping, dinner and girl time.
During dinner we had a nice talk. We even talked about boys (ugh..gag me). And during the conversation…my mind started spinning its wheels (I know, I know that can be dangerous)….
Have you ever thought about what kind of mom (or dad) you want to be..or ARE? Like really thought about it? I don’t mean the, “I wanna be a good mom” thought, or the, “I wanna be a better mom than my mom” thought, or the, “I don’t wanna be a mom like HER”, thought…. I mean, really thought about what you want your kids to think about you?
I have a 17-year-old and I am still trying to figure out the answer to this question.
I am pretty sure I wanna be a mom that my kids respect. And learn from.
But I wanna be the cool mom too, that everyone wants to come to..that my kids feel they can talk to. That they wanna hang out with.
I wanna be the mom that teaches my kids self-discipline and how to take responsibility in life. I wanna be the mom that teaches my kids that mistakes are ok, as long as there is ownership. Teach them truthfulness and selflessness.
I wanna be the mom that my child feels they can call in the middle of the night to pick them up…cause they did a terrible thing.
I also wanna be the mom that teaches their child not to do that terrible thing in the first place.
So what the hell kind of mom am I?
I don’t think I have the answer to this question really, but during my dinner conversation with my ten-year old, I learned that she has a crush. And that she had one last year too but didn’t want to tell me.
So that night…I was the cool mom.
And you know what? I think you can be all kinds of moms (or dads). Why pigeon-hole ourselves into one description? Why not be who you need to be…at that moment?
Sometimes…I am the psycho mom. Yes indeed, I am.
Sometimes I am the boring chore monger mom.
And sometimes…I am the cool mom. That can talk about crushes and friendships while sipping wine (yes I AM also the drinking mom).
I like most of my ‘mom’ hats. And those that I don’t like (errr…the melt down and do what I say or I will knock the crap out of you kind of mom)…well..I just let my kids know that sometimes moms are not perfect either.
And then I go have an extra glass of wine to wash away the mommy guilt.
Right now…I am going to enjoy being the cool mom. Until of course I have to go postal again…