What is it about children that they can transform any serious moment with a simple glance, a spontaneous giggle, or an unexpected “I love you, Mom,” just when you need it most? They possess a unique sense of humor, often without even trying. “Mom, I promise I will never eat poop again.” I’m still puzzled about how, when, or why that happened, but I’m relieved he made the decision to abstain moving forward.
As a famous television show once stated, “Kids say the darndest things.” Indeed, they have a way of making the worst days instantly better. A single look at them can dissolve my worries and insecurities in an instant. Motherhood has a profound effect on one’s spirit. It’s a gradual transformation that might go unnoticed by those around you. They may sense a change, but it’s subtle, like slightly darker eyebrow tinting—people might scrutinize, yet struggle to pinpoint the issue. Except for my children, who are astute observers. I might even call them gifted, but that would be bragging, and I dislike parents who do that.
While my children may not express gratitude for the countless tasks I perform daily, their unique observations serve as reminders of their appreciation. Depending on the context, their comments can significantly boost my confidence, especially for someone like me who doesn’t frequently venture out. “Mom, is that a red pea on your face? Can I touch it?” A humorous inquiry, yet valid. Why do I have these marks of adolescent hormones at nearly 40? And certainly, no one is touching anything—it’s painful!
“Mom, why do you have hair growing on your legs?” I cherish those curious little minds, almost as much as I appreciate cool weather and long pants. Bless the Midwest.
“Mom, do you have a mustache?” Until now, I hadn’t realized I did, but after their examination, I can confirm—it’s there. It’s like having a best friend who, while lacking sensitivity, will promptly point out if you have lettuce stuck in your teeth to save you from public embarrassment.
“Do you use teeth whitening, Mom?” This open-ended question could be interpreted in various ways, but the underlying intent is clear based on the tone. This type of inquiry ranks just below those that begin with, “No offense, Mom, but…”
“Your armpits smell, Mom.” I didn’t ask for their input, yet here they are, probing where they shouldn’t. I refuse to shower again for them; I attribute it to the natural aging process (see the turning 40 comment). Next week, I might very well smell like my grandmother’s house. You know that scent. But, alas, anything to give me a bit of personal space is welcomed.
“Ugh! Stop dancing, Mom.” My children detest it. However, behind closed doors, I capitalize on their aversion. It’s amusing since I have no real dancing skills. Tit for tat, kids. Two words: “Stanky Legg.” Who’s the boss now?
“Why don’t you have a real job, Mom?” It’s a valid question from their perspective. I could become emotional and provide a lengthy explanation of how my role is vital, filled with endless rewards and reasons to smile every single day. But honestly, I’m tired of hearing my own voice.
Instead, I prefer to pick my own blemishes, forgo shaving my legs, apply vinegar under my arms, and indulge in another glass of teeth-staining red wine. I understand the risks. Just let me be; Mommy’s beautiful on the inside.
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Summary:
This article humorously explores the enlightening and often hilarious observations that children make about their parents. From comments on physical appearance to candid inquiries about daily life, these moments bring a unique perspective that can uplift even the hardest days of motherhood.