Best to be a Girl
Mother’s Day always falls with my daughter’s birthday, so it’s not usually a day I relax. Normally, I’m doing what a lot of mothers do regardless of the day: planning for my daughter’s special day so she feels loved. I don’t resent this. She was the best present I could have ever received for Mother’s Day, which may be why this year it really wasn’t that big of a deal for me. I barely registered that it was a holiday and that it was a day that was supposed to be special. To me, it was just another Sunday where I had different items to check off my seemingly never-ending to do list. I did take some time to just chill on the couch and not do anything and whenever I started to feel a slight twinge of guilt, I squashed it because of the holiday. I think this is one of the reasons why it is so hard to thank the selfless women in your life because it’s just part of their everyday life. We are expected and normally follow through with our mom mantle every day, regardless of the what is the official holiday. We don’t take it off...ever. No matter what age you are or how old your children become, you are always their mom.
This brings me to an interesting conversation I had with my daughter as we spent the day together for her birthday. The discussion veered to the different genders, and I’m sure we were making extremely researched comments/judgements about the male sex when she said she would never want to be a guy. She liked being a girl. I was curious as to why. In many scenarios it seems as if men have it easy. No drama, no ulterior motives with clear cut needs and wants. My daughter said that being a girl was easy once you had a regular exercise regimen, a good skincare routine, and knew how to fuel or eat right. Now I’m paraphrasing but that was the gist of what she believes makes life easy for women. This got me to thinking. Is it really that simple? Do women just need to know how to physically take care of themselves to be content? I must admit that I was happy when I finally stopped having hormonal acne of my teens and twenties and I do feel better when I am thin and fit. I have more energy and like actually being seen since I feel good about my appearance. So how do all of those seemingly fundamental needs get all discombobulated? I’m not sure except to say that sometimes life happens, and we veer off the path of physical regulation or maybe sometimes you never found the right path. Whatever the case may be, perhaps there is some truth in having your physical fundamental needs taken care of that will help with your emotional ones. I’m still figuring that part out. Perhaps if we feel good physically it will influence our emotions and self-esteem leading to a happier mom or woman. One can hope. As much as I value my daughter’s opinions, I think there might be a bit more to it but for now, let’s start with her three consistencies and see what happens next. It could be an amazing revelation.
