This is a post written to my mom, and I want to say, “I’m sorry mom”.
My mom had two girls, myself and my younger sister. I now have two girls, and as a mother there are certain things you have to put up with. It’s not until you are a mother yourself that you understand just how much your mother did for you. Things that she could only possibly have done because she loves you, unconditionally.
So, this is a list of things I want to apologise to my mom for.
I’m sorry for making you take out every single little bug that was floating in the pool before I agreed to get in! I now know that it’s not necessary, they won’t kill me, and that you hated it!
I’m sorry mom, for asking you to do my hair in a certain style, but then furiously ripping it out because it’s not what I asked for! I now know you were doing your best as a mom and not as a professional hairdresser. I realise that perhaps I didn’t describe it properly, or maybe you didn’t have time to create a masterpiece before school.
I’m sorry mom, for being ungrateful for the food you put in front of me because it is not what I wanted right then in the moment. I now know that you were doing your best and that maybe we didn’t have what I was expecting, or you didn’t have time to do what I wanted. I realise that you were probably trying to ensure we ate a balanced diet of healthy food.
I’m sorry mom, for not taking better care of my school bag, clothes, shoes, etc. I now know that they cost money and should be treated with care. I know that they should not literally be dragged through the mud or flung on the floor, kicked, discarded or lost.
Lack Of Understanding
I’m sorry mom, for fighting ‘bedtime’. I now know that if I don’t go to bed on time, I will wake up grumpy and miserable the next day, and that it is the rest of the world, but mostly you who will have to put up with my bad mood which is not fair.
I’m sorry mom, for not listening to you when you tried to tell me that the most popular kids in school were also the meanest, with the least amount of depth of character. I now know that you were right, I barely remember their names and their opinion of me then have in no way, shape, or form, affected my life as an adult.
Being A Brat
I’m sorry mom, for telling you I liked that brand new outfit you spent your hard earned money on, then wearing it once and declaring it ‘ugly’ or ‘stupid’. I now know that clothes are just clothes. You were providing what we needed. I realise that by being an ungrateful brat I was literally wasting your money and disrespecting you.
I’m sorry for not respecting the boundaries you created. I now know you were trying to keep me safe both physically and emotionally. You were not out to cramp my style or prevent me from having fun. You were far more aware of the potential dangers than I was even capable of comprehending.
I could go on, but I won’t.
Needless to say the wheel has turned. Now that I am a mother experiencing all of these scenarios with my two girls it makes me love, respect and appreciate my mother even more than before. Because I didn’t know.
One last point before I finish up … something else I have learned from my mom:
Love you mom. xx
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