Welcome to another Mommy Moment! If you’re not sure what it is, head over and read all about how Mommy Moments at the Monster came to be. Today, I’m so excited to welcome Cameron from Cameron D. Garriepy!
To say that Cameron can write would be a huge understatement. Some people have an amazing way with words – they can make you feel what they are writing about instead of just reading it – and Cameron definitely does that. She’s also a mom, and a lovely friend.
Go grab a cup of coffee and a donut, ahem, I mean a low-fat muffin, or depending on the time of the day maybe some wine and chocolate, and sit back and enjoy the story!
So Passed A Day
When Natalie initially invited me to share a Mothering Moment, I thought of several big, crucial moments and some upcoming events that I might want to talk about after they’d come and gone.
Somehow, they all felt contrived.
The truth of my mothering is in the seemingly meaningless moments. Like the ones happening while I type.
I am sitting across from my son while we eat lunch. He’s having American cheese on whole wheat, carrot sticks, and chocolate milk. He eats this same lunch 5 days out of 7. He pronounced my leftover gnocchi in vodka cream sauce with shrimp and asparagus, “gross.” He’s only just starting to use that particular word instead of “yucky,” and I am less than thrilled. He desperately needs a haircut, and despite the fact that it’s 55 degrees and cloudy, he insists I let him go out to play before his nap.
He’s 4 and a half, and he still naps.
After a quick step away from my computer to get his coat down for him, he puts his Curious George rain boots down on the floor. “Right way, Mama?” he asks.
I’m not even surprised anymore that they are the right way.
Feet in boots, coat flipped over his head—like they teach you in preschool—and he’s on his way out with the plastic boomarang he got in a party favor bag.
He has a fearsome imagination, no patience, an alarmingly young grasp of sarcasm, and a bossy streak. He gives me kisses and runs into my arms when I pick him up from school.
Sometime later, upstairs getting ready for bed, he wavers between wanting me to brush his teeth for him and demanding that he be left alone to do it himself. “I’m all done!” he says.
“Let me check.”
“Because it’s my job to make sure those little teeth are healthy.”
I pronounce his mouth clean, and he gleefully blows a raspberry, spraying water on the mirror. I playfully swat his little bottom and he zooms off giggling towards his bed.
So passed a day full of small mothering moments, all breezing by while the laptop stayed open on the kitchen table.
See how lovely her words are? This really got to me because Ethan is the same age and I could “see” him and I going through the same motions. She’s so write – motherhood really is about all those small moments…the ones we rarely remember but are etched into us forever.
There’s no manual out there for what we do, so sharing stories like this helps us all learn from each other. Now head over to Cameron D. Garriepy and say hello to Cameron. If you are a Twitter addict, you can find @CameronGarriepy there, and on facebook, too! And if you are a new follower, make sure to tell her that I sent you!
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