Mom is “Wow” Spelled Upside Down:
On a day like today where we honor the ones dearest to us, we need to remember not only the special times shared, but also all the thankless moments that got us to where each of us stand today.
No matter if your mother was “the tops” above the rest, or one who worked to just keep the family afloat … your mother is why you are here today.
As a child my mom stayed home with us for the most part. She was and still is a private health chef. Every now and again she would have a cooking gig or an odd end job but for the most part she was there.
As a kid she was a friend and not the best enforcer when it came to rules. She would yell and warn when we were being awful little girls who fought each other over clothes, and being a tag-a-long and stuff like that. But for the most part she was just “Mom” … or “Mommy” when we needed anything, “Mommy please!” … “Mommy!
I LOVE MY MOM! She has given us all that she could give and always struggled to give us what all the other kids had. That wasn’t easy but she sure tried.
Every night my Mom would make us a three course meal made from scratch. A lot of the times it would begin with a homemade soup (leak potato, corn chowder, udon and vegetable, vegetarian split pea …). Then we would have our vegetarian entree piled high on our plates (chick pea stew, vegetarian shepherds pie, tofu stir fry, sticky rice, beans and vegetables, spaghetti and homemade marinara sauce) YUM!
We were always fed well. Lunches weren’t the most common because of our vegetarian macrobiotic upbringing. We’d have a tofu and bean-sprout sandwich on whole wheat pita or when we introduced fish into our diets we’d take tuna with crackers and a fruit leather and carrot sticks.
I loved it. My older sister, Becky, hated it. All she wanted was a white bread sandwich with grape jelly and skippy peanut butter on it like the other kids.
I say potatoes she says tomatoes. Oh well.
Anyway, we turned out smashingly … and it’s because of our unique childhood and the love that was there in between the yelling and screaming that came along with a household of six.
Mom I love you today and everyday. You did a great job!
xoxo - The Conventional Housewife’s Unconventional Blog
