Who Makes The Best Mothers?
Taylor Wells, M.A., M.Ed., R.Y.T.
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Why Italian Moms Are The Best
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February 20th, 2012 at 6:40 am
This part made me LMAO:
“I would argue that the best mothers are Italian-Americans, in part because they are warm and affectionate, but mostly because of the manicotti.”
As an Italian-American, I will agree, the food is AMAZING! But I doubt the writer was ever over at his friends house when his Italian-American mother was screaming her head off at him. We like to yell, and loud. Italians call this ‘talking.’ LOL.
I have been thinking a lot about motherhood lately because I have been feeling that it is not my most shinning moment. But I am not sure it makes me a bad mother…but I know for sure I am not the best mother by any means. This makes me sad sometimes and frustrated. Yes, I know I have control of this but it can feel at times like I do not. ::sigh::
What makes the best mother (well, besides the manicotti)?
As we read here, it is about doing your best and when you don’t, breathe and start again.
Ah, a good reminder for me….
February 21st, 2012 at 8:40 am
Adrienne, from one Italian Mama to another, you are awesome, and your girls are lucky to have someone fun and real to help them navigate life. Everyone yells ( unless they are seriously hammered 24- 7) , and frankly, that is OK….we all have moments where we wonder if today is the day that we will cause some type of irreparable damage….LOL! The fact that you are mindful of that tells me that you won’t do any such thing…this Mommy gig is no joke…some days the seas are smooth, other days you wanna offer the kids up for a glass of wine….stay your path…I’ll stay mine and all us Mommys will meet down at West St. One night
February 22nd, 2012 at 5:48 am
Thanks, Chrissy, for your kind words. I wish I just felt bad about the yelling, but I actually don’t feel bad about that LOL. I’m-a gonna yell, it’s part of my DNA!
But I struggle with the limitations I come with. My lack of patience (I know I can work on that and do) is a big one, I am not the worlds most compassionate person (aren’t mother’s supposed to be??), and I do not think the sun rises and sets in my children’s eyes (although I would take a bullet for them), and I long for the days when I lived alone, slept til 11 and talked on the phone to my girlfriends all morning (I mean, afternoon LOL).
But maybe you are right, being aware of this and real about it is good. I’m not good at fakin’ it! And truth be told, I am happy and honored for the journey of motherhood, even if it brings up uncomfortable stuff for me, I am positive I am growing from the experience and I hope I can raise good women.
Lately, what has helped me be better in the moment is thinking that I am raising mothers to my grandchildren. So how I am (or how I am not) will have an affect (or is it effect?!?!) on how they raise their kids. That has helped me do better on occasion.
A lot of this stuff did NOT come with a manual, did it??
Thanks again Chrissy, and West St it is!
February 26th, 2012 at 5:49 pm
Anytime Girl!
We ALL long for the days…( especially when they turn into eye rolling teens) when we were the cool ones…it is such a process! I like your no BS , view! In my opinion, you are raising great people…the kids who grow up thinking that they are the be all to end all always end up confused ( or in the back of a cruiser;)… See I bleed compassion, which can be MY personal downfall….luckily, I bleed sarcasm as well, which is good for entertainment purposes! We are all funny creatures! Hang in there, and know that this too shall pass….I have that on mind repeat when things busted around here!