Definition of a Mother

What is a Mother? A mother has many different meanings, to some a mother is a woman who has given birth to a child, however most of us know that a mother means much more than that.

When most of us think of our mothers we think of someone who has provided comfort, protection, food and shelter for us. For me the meaning goes much deeper than just the basics. Being a single mother of two little boys has made me really think of what I believe the true meaning of a mother is.I became a mother at the age of nineteen, while I was scared to death of being responsible for another human being; I knew that this would be the most rewarding job I’ve ever had. When I had my first son, Seth I remember being overcome with emotions. The first time I saw him I instantly fell in love with him, I took such pride in knowing that I had created this little guy and that I had the privilege of being his mother.

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Becoming a mother is exciting and also terrifying all at the same time, as we all know kids don’t come with instruction manuals!The “mom” title comes along with a wide variety of jobs and responsibilities. Such as a chief: which for mothers of little children we are not only chiefs but short order cooks, because three year olds have little to no patience, especially when they are hungry, a maid: we get to do all the same housework, only we don’t get paid and more often than not the house is just as messy when were done as when we started! Most of the time I feel like I am constantly walking behind my boys picking up messes only to turn around and see a bigger mess! Moms are a teacher, for the good things and the bad!Kids are like sponges and if there is one thing I’ve learned it’s to watch your mouth around the little ones, because they will repeat something you’ve said at exactly the wrong time! Which usually causes us mothers a lot of embarrassment, children have no filter and they tell the truth weather we want to hear it or not! I have had the pleasure of teaching my boys many things, how to ride a bike, how to ride their four-wheelers, how to color inside the lines, and many other things. I am also a nurse to my little boys, they are constantly getting hurt!Mothers of little boys know that they are fearless and will try anything, which usually ends up in them, or their brother, getting hurt. I love how when kids are little just a kiss and a band aide on their boo-boo makes it all better. Having children you always try to protect them and keep them out of harms way, there is no worse feeling than helplessness for a parent. My youngest son Connor started having seizures when he was just one year old, I remember feeling so helpless, I didn’t know what to do for him and later found out that their was nothing that I could do.

He has since “grown out” of them and hasn’t had one for about two years. But I will never forget how scared I was when he had his first one. But he was such a strong little boy and he has overcome so many obstacles, he still is a happy, loving and energetic little boy. But along with the nurse job come the comforter, I love being able to hug and kiss my little boys when they aren’t feeling well, because once they reach about 5 or 6yrs they aren’t so much into the cuddling and loving as they used to be. Another role that I take a lot of pride in is being a provider for my children.I’ve been divorced for three years now and have been a single mom, which out much help from their dad, since then. It’s definitely been very challenging raising two boys on my own and trying to keep up on housework, work part time and go to school full time. I’m constantly running around, I feel like a taxi driver some days as I pick up and drop off Connor to his school, speech therapy, occupational therapy and physical therapy as well as get his older brother to and from school each day.

As I have mentioned a few times before I have two boys, they are ages 8 and 5yrs.And being those ages and boys they love to fight and rough house! This brings me to my next job as a mother; a referee! They do play well together but of course there are those times that they fight and I get to be the referee and break them up, I then get to be a counselor and try to figure out why they were fighting and then I am the judge and jury when I have to decided who gets punished and what their punishment will be. Which is the job I dislike the most, after all who wants to be the bad guy. Sometimes I can catch them before a fight breaks out and I can be a negotiator and hopefully avoid the whole situation.While over the past few years my life has changed in many ways, I believe that my roles as a mother are still basically the same. If anything I have more responsibility now being a single mom but I am still wearing all the same hats.

As challenging as being a mother is some days, I wouldn’t change it for the world! I love my little boys more than life itself and get so much joy in watching them grow, learn and experience new things. I hope by reading this essay you too will think of the word “mother” and what it truly means to you. Word count: 997

Author: Cristina Mckenzie


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