I’m still trying to get used to all this new mama stuff.

It sounds foreign … so unusual … to hear People wishing me a Happy Mother’s Day. I keep thinking they surely must have the wrong person. It’s as though I temporarily forget that yes, now, I too am at the Mama, Mother’s Day Status.

It’ll probably take me the next few years to wrap my head around that one.

My thoughts on Mother’s Day, now that I am a Mother …

1. I want to bow down to Maman. I kinda see her like Jesus and I should throw myself at her feet and beg forgiveness and see if she’ll bless me. Mama’s are like Jesus. Period. Think about it. They’re the definition of love — the true, selfless kind. They continue on in the face of all adversity to care for their children. They love no matter what. They turn the other cheek. In short: mama’s kick some serious ass.

2. Mothering is a true job. It is the most important job on this planet that exists. We are raising babies to become loving People who make a difference in this world. I can’t think of anything more world changing than this.

3. Mothering is the most holy work there is. It is also the most boring, mind numbing, monotonous work. EVER. I experience both ends of this holy-mundane spectrum every day, sometimes within mere minutes of one another. This makes me want to scream out in frustration.

4. The amount of love a mama has for her child … it can never be summarized in words. No words can describe it. It’s so big, it cannot be contained. I never knew that it was this big, this life altering … this … loving. All else pails in comparison.

5. Love is the answer. Always. I know this now with absolute certainty.