Boy do I have a fun little treat for y’all today!
I “met” Brittany on twitter the week before Bloggy Boot Camp in Austin and was excited to find her since I do not read any other bloggers under the age of 20 (that I know of!). I even tweeted her that I wanted to adopt her since I need a good babysitter! He he. Then, I actually met her IRL at BBC weekend before last and we sat across from each other at dinner that evening. She is a sweet, polite and pretty young lady and I’ve enjoyed meeting her and getting to know her better through her blog. Please visit her at Not Your Average Teen. And you can follow her on Twitter @NotAverageTeen.
By the way, this is the first of my Tuesday guest posts for the month of November (Madame Tip Junkie told us that guest posts are a good thing while at BBC). Every Tuesday of the month I’m hosting a different guest post and I promise you will enjoy all of them. Plus, this way, I get to take a little break… ahhh… 🙂
So let’s get to it!
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For years, yes… YEARS, I have thought about being a mother someday. Most teenagers care about life, liberty and the pursuit of getting a college degree – and only that. Because don’t get me wrong, college is on my to-do list. It’s at the top actually… along with one day owning (yes, owning) my own home, my own car and my own life. Everyone is granted that right at 18, but I think that since I am actually still living with my mother, I still need to respect her rules – so technically (in my crazy mind) I still belong to my mother. I mean, I will always belong to her, but I mean in the sense of obeying her.
I’ve always dreamed about my own children someday though.
See, I’m addicted to the cuteness of a child. Children are my passion. So wanting one of my own soon doesn’t come as a shocker to me. It just doesn’t.
Now, I’m not saying I want my own now or soon as in a year. Because I don’t. In this case, “soon” to me means at least 25 years old. I have set a personal goal that I wouldn’t even date a guy until I was at least 20. I just find it pointless to take on making another person’s life happy at the same time as making your own happy. I figured that by the age of 20, I’ll have my head on more straight (For those of you who “know” me and snickered – yeah, I laughed at that one too!) and be able to actually take on this challenge. The challenge of dating.
In all honesty, a guy simply asking me a question in class makes me blush and go all “shy-girl” on them. That’s why I avoid them.
So when I speak of being a mommy soon, I mean that I simply dream about it now.
I honestly do have names already. I’ve been thinking about them for years. I want my kids (should I ever have any, because I’m not guarenteed that) to be special. To be unique, and I am sure that every single parent wants that. Every single parent has that, because every single child is unique and special. So when it came down to what I want to name my children one day, I took it seriously. I have a journal of miss-elaineous 😉 stuff and a list of baby names is in there.
I know, I know… you’re already thinking I’m crazy and you might of just “met” me, but I know I can’t be the only one out there that thinks like this, right?! 😛
Like I said, my passion for kids is strong! Stronger than my passion for writing, for photography… for blogging. And that’s saying something!
I’m going to get even weirder, so watch out! Tehe!
You see, when I think about one day being a mother – I have this desire to be the perfect parent, the perfect “mommy,” but I know that is impossible, because even parents make mistakes.
I want to be “that” stay-at-home mommy who spends every waking moment with her child. The mommy that carries “mommy cards” and plans play dates. I want to be the mommy who gives her child(ren) homemade meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner and then spends an extremely long time making sure everything is absolutely perfect for her child(ren).
The mommy who buys her kids personalized clothing with their initials on them. Who throws HUGE birthday parties where everything is her own DIY-ed creation down to the napkin holders. Who captures every single moment of her child’s life on camera and makes memory books for her kids to look back at.
I want to be the mommy who is always at classroom parties and volunteering in anything her child is involved in. The mommy who puts her kids in everything they want to do from sports to clubs and everything in between.
I want to be the mommy who “wears” her baby and keeps them close to her at all times. The mommy that makes boo-boos go away with a kiss.
And then I opened my eyes and realized, boy Brittany – you sure do THINK BIG.
All that stuff isn’t what makes a perfect mom. You’re not even close.
A perfect and amazing mother is one who is there for her children. One who loves thier child for who they are and what they one day become. An unconditional love that only a mother could give.
As a teen blogger surrounded by mommy bloggers (which I adore, if you were wondering) I have so many to learn from.
Each and every single mommy blogger I follow allows me to learn what being a good mommy, an amazing mommy… a perfect mommy is all about.
I learn from you all… and I think that each and every single one of you IS that mommy that I one day want to be. 🙂