When you strip motherhood down to the bare bones what we all have in common is that we are women who care for kids. That doesn’t mean we had to birth them ourselves, or even be their legal guardians, motherhood is something in every woman’s heart, even if she never has kids of her own. Sometimes we’re moms to cats, sometimes we’re moms to dozens of kids, sometimes we’re moms to other peoples’ children. It doesn’t really matter what you look like or where you’re from, it only matters that whoever is in your care is cared for to the best of your ability.
It is similar with cars. Cars can be big and flashy or small and compact, it doesn’t really matter what they look like or where they’re from as long as they get you from point A to point B safely.
However, it’s the often unseen extras that make both moms and cars a lot more fun. If I were a car I’d like to think I’d be a nice reliable midsized one with comfy seats and a fairly good reputation for safety. I’d probably be dark sparkly blue with a tan interior and a rear view back up camera, because once you have one of those you can’t really go without. I would never say I’m a superior mom in any way, but there are certainly some “aftermarket” features I have picked up along the way that make my blue book value pretty high in my family.
Here’s how my window sticker of maternal extras and bonus features would read:
In the true spirit of transparency, there are some features that will probably never make my list. Tidy and organized is one of them, super crafty being another. I don’t know how to sew, I’m terrible at gardening, as much as I like to read I don’t do it enough, and when it comes time for makeup lessons I’m probably going to have to outsource. BUT IT’S OKAY. I know what I’m not good at, I acknowledge them, and instead choose to focus on the things I am able to do as a parent that make me the best possible mom for my girls.
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