I love you, Mommy!

I don’t know about your kids, but my kids said DaDa before saying MaMa…insert eye roll. No, I’m kidding.

Taj isn’t verbal, but I long for the day to hear him say Mommy. When I first heard Zoe and Kai say MaMa then Mommy, it melted my heart. Those little sweet voices are so precious.

Being a mom is a very challenging job, but I LOVE IT and wouldn’t trade it for the world. I do my best to be the greatest mom that my kids need me to be.

I had a beautiful example of motherhood, my mother and grandmother. Both are loving, giving, firm women of God. They taught me how to stay humble, take care of home, and be true to who I am.

Sidebar, I’m stubborn and hardheaded at times so I don’t always take heed to those words. But they trained me right so I have a well to draw from when I need water. I remember words and advice my mom and grandma taught me and it will come to remembrance when I need it

As a black woman and mother, I’ve picked up some ways of saying and doing thing that even make me laugh. You know how black mamas are. We say some crazy stuff to get our point across. I guess that moms in general, haha!

For example, when Zoe doesn’t want to go to bed because she wants to play. I’ll say, “you better play yourself to bed. Go meet the Sandman and ask him for a dream”.

That works for any scenario. Try it!

Child: “I don’t want to eat.” Mom: “You better eat your way to this table.”

Child: “I don’t want read a book.” Mom: “You better read this book or you’re going to read my hand across your behind.”

Anyway, back to some serious business. My mom was a single mom. With her village of my grandparents, aunts, and uncles, she did an amazing job raising my sister and me. I always thought my mom was the smartest woman I knew. She was a calculator, calendar, and encyclopedia. She was Google before there was the internet.

My mom wrote poems, did people’s taxes, filed FAFSA forms for upcoming college students, wrote and printed obituaries, drove kids and adults all over Chattanooga and North GA, the list goes on and on. And she’s still doing this today.

And let me tell you, she drove a stick shift most of my young life. But that didn’t stop her from putting her left hand on the wheel, change the gear with her right hand, then proceed to use the same right hand to reach around and pop my legs. That’s true talent right there 😉

She’s such a beautiful spirit, inside and out. She wants to see others win, and she will do anything to support those she loves. She’s a resilient woman who knows the call on her life, and she’s fulfilling her God given purpose.

My mom has always been my hero, and that’s what I aim to be to my children. If you can’t look up to your parents, even in adulthood, then something’s wrong. We must never stop learning and growing, because our little ones are watching.

As a grown woman, I still watch my mom making boss moves. She’s nearing retirement from her corporate  job, but she’s already making entrepreneur goals and plans for her next phase of life. Even fulfilling some of those goals right now.

My mom had me at a young age, 17 to be exact. I’m sure she doesn’t mind me saying because it’s part of her testimony. Everyone thinks she’s my sister. While I used to be annoyed, I love it now. I’m so proud of my mom! All of her accomplishments and her youthful look make me proud to call her mom.

This Mother’s Day, I honor my mom as my GOAT, greatest of all time. She means the world to me and I wouldn’t trade her for another mom. God ordained her to be my mom. And He ordained me to be Taj, Zoe, and Kai’s mom. I want to  their GOAT. I mean, they are my kids. Get it? Baby goats are called kids. Ok corny joke, I’m done!

Happy Mother’s Day to all!

Sending love and hope your way!

4 thoughts on “I love you, Mommy!”

    1. Thank you, Mary! I love being transparent. We all go through similar situations and can relate with others. Thank you for reading!

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