The other day I ordered a new daily planner. I chose a bright orange one thinking it was very hip and stylish. When the calendar arrived it had a wrapper with a little logo that read, “Mom Agenda.” I thought surely it’s just on the packaging. I ripped off the label and to my shock and horror the calendar is embossed with the words “Mom Agenda.” You’ve got to be kidding me? This is right up there with wearing Mom Jeans. You know, the jeans that come up to your waist and accentuate your fat roll and your butt. This calendar thing just sent me over the edge and I’m not sure why.
There’s nothing wrong with being a mom but I just don’t want to wear a label announcing it. It’s a part of me but there’s more to me than just being a mom. I don’t need a damn sign telling the world I cook, clean, wipe butts and noses and don’t have much time to look good anymore. My goodness—you can see that written all over my face. So you see—there’s no reason to announce it to everyone when I whip out my new orange calendar.
I don’t like mini-vans, I don’t put my child’s school bumper sticker on my car, I don’t wear jewelry with my son’s name on it. I’m more of a silent mom-- one who quietly does my job and prays for the day when I can sleep again.
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