What do you do all day? Do you work? You’re “just” a mom? But what is your profession? Oh, you’re a housewife.
I am sure I am not the only one who has heard some of these questions or phrases. I remember shortly after I had my son, someone asked me when I would be going back to work. When I told them I wasn’t they said, “Oh, you’re just going to be a mom?” Just a mom! Just a mom! Did they even know how silly that phrase is?
With all of my new mommy hormones raging, I proceeded to tell this person that I was not “just a mom” but the spiritual protector of one of the world’s newest little angel’s and that my job was probably one of the most important ones in the world.
Now, that I am a little more normalized and don’t have quite as many raging hormones, I usually respond to questions such as these with…
“I didn’t have this cute little boy so that someone else could play with him all day!”
I still feel like my job is definitely the most important, and I am learning and I’m sure will continue to learn very quickly just how hard of a job it actually is. I really got a kick out of this article from the Washington Post about “Stay At Home Moms”.
(You’re going to want to read this whole thing because you’ll be rolling on the floor, nodding your head in agreement, and probably want to give the author a high-five.)
So Boo-yah! We are mothers! But, while it is fun to dream about reciting this next time someone asks why you can’t do (fill in the blank) because you’re home all day, I think there are much better answers we could give that would really teach and show the value of mothering.
One stanza in the poem, WHAT RULES THE WORLD, by William Ross Wallace, says,
Infancy’s the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother’s first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow—
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
I recently read a story about a little boy and his mother. She had many children and many things to do but her one son just would not leave her alone. He was right on her heels as she did everything and finally she turned and asked him why he kept following her around and why he did not want to run along and play. He answered, “Well, Mommy, in Primary my teacher told me to walk in Jesus’ footsteps. But I can’t see him, so I’m walking in yours.” What a vital role we have as mothers!
In an article by Sheri Dew, she says “Few of us will reach our potential without the nurturing of both the mother who bore us and the mothers who bear with us.” I know that I still call my mother for help FREQUENTLY. And that I owe so much of the person that I am and want to be, to her. So, next time someone asks, Are you “just” a mother? What will you say?