Be Your Own Mom

“Mom, can I have a snack?”

“Dinner’s in an hour, so you can have fruit or vegetables.”

With an overly dramatic siiiiiigh, my son slumps his shoulders and goes back to playing with Legos. He’s hungry, but not hungry enough for healthy food. Another son asks me the same snack question, receives the same produce answer, fishes an apple out of the fridge, and sits at the table to munch on it. I open the pantry door in search of spaghetti sauce and come face to face with a bag of chocolate covered almonds. Suddenly I’m hungry.

037newDinner’s in an hour, so you can have fruit or vegetables.

My own words echo in my mind and my hand hesitates, fingers inches away from crunchy chocolate goodness. If I “spoil my dinner”, no one will know. No one will put me in time out or make me skip dessert. Part of me is glad I’m a grown up and part of me wishes my mother was there to give me limits like when I was a child. It’s so much easier to do the right thing when you don’t have a choice.

Then it hits me: maybe I should treat myself like a child sometimes. I need to BMOM: Be My Own Mother.

“Only one cookie, Sweetie. Take smaller bites.”

“You’ve had enough, dear.”

“Go outside and play.”

“Bed time! You need your rest.”

“Get your finger out of your nose!”

A mother takes care of you, reminds you what’s best for you, and implement limits. This Mother’s Day show your mom you love her, then take a little time to BMOM. You can even make yourself breakfast in bed.


When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a [wo]man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 1 Corinthians 13:11 (NIV)


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