Sunday, May 11, 2014

Bitches get shit done (it feels awkward to post profanity)

Mother's day


Over and over again it was posted.
"Happy Mother's day to the greatest mom."

Not to distract from that but it got me reflecting.
There can't be that many "great moms" 
Can there?

Maybe not in the way that we tend to think or define "great," 
but that's kinda the problem.
We've put "great"  in this untouchable category. 

I think that being a "great" mom is not equal to being a "perfect" mom.
However in our minds we sometimes make them interchangeable. 

...and that's not fair.

We aren't perfect.

Our mom's weren't perfect.

...but they were great,

.......and so are we. 



Bitches Get Shit Done
by Annie Flavin

It’s 4pm, also known as
Mama’s So Tired and Kids Are Crazy o’clock.

I want nothing more than to hide on my couch
with the covers pulled tightly around me.
I want to close my eyes
and drift off
with no other human body
touching my own.

There will be none of that, though.
They are heckling me
with arguments over scraps of paper,
or garbage,
if you were the judge,
and complaining of
hunger and
weather and
clothes that are not just so.
Where is their mother?
Oh, that's right.

I rise up
even though I am
bedraggled,
befuddled and
so, so weary.

He won’t be home soon enough that I can coast.
The TV isn’t cutting it.

I channel
women who are not me;
wise, strong, capable, creative, nurturing
mothers
who push through difficult times and
get shit done.

I channel them,
I become them,
I am them.

I march into the kitchen,
I turn on music and
I find something, anything,
that looks suitable enough
to be called dinner.

They flock to me now:
do I sense a bewilderment in their eyes?
Mom is moving. Mom is happy.

“Mom, I’m a super hero! I save people from pirates!”
he yells as he zooms
around our tiny kitchen.

I am, too, I think to myself.
I get shit done.


To all you mom's out there that get shit done...

You rock.
Maybe your family doesn't see everything you do behind the scenes,
but I do.
Other mom's do.

So from one mom to another....

Happiest of Mother's days. 
Thanks for not being perfect.
Thanks for getting shit done.
Thanks for being honest.
Always keep trying.
Find ways to channel your inner super power....
and remember;
You 
are 
doing 
great