I’ll just say this one thing, and it’s something that I wrote last year for Mother’s Day:
Besides, you know, the infinite wonder and awe that I get to experience just by being the baby’s mother, one of my most favorite things about motherhood is calling my fellow mothers, “Mama.” Even though the baby doesn’t refer to me by that moniker, I still think it is one of the best terms for “mother” ever created. No matter what our differences may be, being able to turn to one another and say, “I feel for you, mama,” or “Good job, mama,” or “Don’t fret, mama,” and especially, “Happy Mothers Day, mama,” and “I think you’re awesome, mama,” is one of the best feelings in the world.
I once saw a young woman on TV, about 18, getting ready to give birth to her second baby. She said, “I don’t think of myself as a teen mother or a young mother. Aren’t we all just mothers?”
And she’s right.
We are all mamas. And we are all in this together.
Happy Mothers Day, Mamas.
Also, let’s go Pens!