I am Mom.

    My daughter’s kindergarten class is currently studying communities and the people in them. So parents are coming in to share about the role they play. I’m headed in there today to talk about Mom-ing. And while every five year old loves their Mama, I think they consider us quite ordinary.

    This is the act I have to follow…

    On Monday, the firemen came in and talked about saving lives. They brought the firetruck and other SWAG.

    On Tuesday, an architect shared about the buildings she designs. She brought each kid a sketchbook.

    On Wednesday, the surgeon talked about taking care of people. She handed out masks, hats and latex gloves.

    On Thursday, my husband went in and talked about making shoes. He handed out sparkling rainbow shoelaces.

    Today it’s my turn. I’m going to show up and be like, “I am Mom.”

    And all the kids will be all, “Yeah. So? I got one too.”

    As I prepare for my visit, I find myself wishing I could go in and discuss my role as Entrepreneur or Designer or Author or Artist. Anything with a title, really. A mysterious career to shed light on. Something that will blow their little five year old minds away. Maybe I could just talk about what a Sustainability Consultant does? Sure, I haven’t done that in five years, but they don’t need to know that. Or what about (Amateur) Writer? We’d have lots to discuss.

    But, Mrs. Kindergarten asked me to talk about Mom-ing, so that’s what I’m going to do.

    The fact that I’m worried about a class of five year olds being unimpressed by my role as Mom is concerning. I mean, being a mom is without a doubt the most important/significant/lasting/influential thing I have ever done. EVER. So, why am I wishing I could talk about something else. What the eff? (A topic for another day. I think it has something to do with our cultural obsession with quantifying value with dollars. And then my willingness to buy into that bullshit more than I’d like to admit.)

    Reality check. Motherhood! I get to go in and talk to these kids about the badassery of Motherhood! And they have to sit on a carpet and listen to what I say. This is my chance to paint a new picture, to reveal some secrets.  Because they know what the daily mom grind includes – soccer practice and sandwich making – I am going to spend my fifteen minutes talking about the less evident work we do. The real work.

    Mama’s are the gateways to life. The keepers of talent. The gardeners of love. Sure, we buy toilet paper and tie shoe laces, but above all we tend to the human heart. We know our children. We see them fully. We see things in them that they can’t even see in themselves. Our perspective is wrought with hope and optimism, establishing us forever in their corner. With us alongside them, they are free to charge ahead.

    We are the gardeners of human potential. We plant, water and trim. We listen, encourage and hug. We identify talents, encourage dreams and call out unique gifts. And we do so with 100% confidence that our little people will blossom. They’ll blossom into architects, teachers, surgeons, artists, business people, firemen. Even parents.

    They will blossom and change the world. Because of them – their gifts, talents and love – humanity will progress. Because of them, our global understanding will deepen. Because of them, the world will be a more empathetic, united and loving place. Because of them, the future is bright.

    (And as for the SWAG, I’ll either bring each of them a blooming flower or a role of toilet paper. I still haven’t decided.)

    To all of Moms out there, you are magic. The future would be lost without you. Enjoy gardening the hearts of your little people today!

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