"What an honor that I have been this role in my life as a mother, to have been chosen to be Maya and Didi’s mommy, and to have my own mother as my gift. And to be surrounded by so much warmth, care and maternal love from the many women around me."
Last night as I was writing in my journal (obsessed with this one), I was reflecting on how lucky that I am that I was chosen to be a mother, but not just any mother, but Maya and Didi’s mother.
I’d like to think that I’ve taught her a thing or two about humor, about how kindness is the most important virtue, about how the world operates on energy, and about how leading with your most authentic self and being vulnerable is okay. I also hope I've instilled the fact that the most important things in life cannot be bought or sold and, in turn, they're often the hardest to achieve—language, music, harmony, tolerance—but in reality, I know that she has actually taught me all these things, and not the other way around."My daughter Maya is simply the coolest kid I know—way cooler than I ever was at 11—and she's living her most courageous, earnest, soulful self, without any sense of insecurity or care of how others view her. She's also 100 times more athletic and funny than I ever was at her age."
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My son Didi, being child #2, owning all the same sensitivities as that I myself have being the second in the line up of sibling-hood—including frequent tendencies for being misunderstood, being sometimes without a voice, and being the underdog.
And on that, wow, as my mother often would lament and wonder how my brother and I are so different, and I would cringe: "Like really? How?!" I realize that I have the exactly same opposing forces of children, and I certainly have I learned the beautiful, brilliant, 500 shades of patience, joy, and sometimes sadness in between."These tendencies mirror parts of myself I never fully understood, offering insights into my own journey as a child."
So to celebrate Mother's Day this year, I want to give a huge shoutout to the children that have made us mothers, maternal beings! I am now blessed with the ability to not give an iota about a dirty car; to be able to laugh, cry at random commercials and internet memes; to be able to get up at 8am in freezing rain and snow for soccer practices (rinse, repeat and on every major holiday); to know why there is nothing more gratifying than being the cool mom, or at least not the “least coolest mom.”
"May you be blessed to know a mother, be a mother, or have a mother. Happy Mother’s Day! Now champagne, eye masks, double desserts, uninterrupted sleep, and foot massages please!"
