Why are mum’s just like the wisest people ever? Is there some sort of secret handbook every woman gets after she gives birth? If your mum is anything like mine, she loves to dish out little nuggets of advice at every given opportunity, (whether it was asked for or not LOL). I know more often than not, i’m like ‘YES mum, but it’s my life, you don’t get it!’ and shrug it off – sure that I know much better.
But, as much as it pains me to say, the vast majority of mum’s unwanted advice, always turns out to be a little gem of wisdom. Although my mum & I are completely different personalities, she just gets me, even though it doesn’t always feel like it at the time. She just seems to have some sort of instinct & always knows what’s best for me. So in honour of my momma this mother’s day I thought i’d share the top tips that mum was totally right about…
1. “A fringe won’t suit you darling”
Before my haircut appointment I used to cut out pictures of Mary-Kate & Ashley from my bliss magazine and tell mum I was going to get ‘bangs’ like the Olsen twins. A little 12 year old with a thick head of curly, frizzy hair, I was not exactly an Olsen lookalike. My mum has many talents, but letting you down gently isn’t one of them… , with a swift ‘no darling, a fringe won’t suit you, it’ll make your face look fat’ and a few tears, I left the salon with a basic trim. But, that wouldn’t stop me. I took a pair of kitchen scissors to my locks and cut my own damn fringe. Except, on the first try it wasn’t quite even, so I took off an inch more. But then the right side was too long…so I took of another inch. Before I knew it I was left with a fringe more resemblant of Jay from ‘the inbetweeners’ than Mary-Kate Olsen. I remember emerging from my room when my mum got home, tear stained face framed with my wonky ass fringe. The first thing my mum did was laugh – in my FACE! But, she never said ‘I told you so’. Sure enough, the only thing my makeshift fringe accentuated was my chubby chipmunk cheeks. Needless to say, 2007 wasn’t the year of my best school picture.
2. “You’ll Be Cold in That”
I’m not sure if this is as much a testament to my mother as it is to my stupidity. The amount of times my mother has taken one look at my super cute outfit that I spent ageees putting together and been like, ‘Leela, don’t be ridiculous you will freeze to death in that!’. Insistent that it wasn’t even cold outside, I’d take one step outside, feel the icy breeze threatening to freeze off my mosquito bites, but was I going to dent my pride and prove her right? Hell to the no. I’d plaster on a fake smile (which she could see right through), and carry on. That smile was always nowhere to be seen when I came down with the flu a few days later.
3. “Don’t Use My Razor”
Mum always told me, my sister & practically adopted sister (best friend), not to shave our legs when we were little kids. ‘It’ll grow back thicker’ she said, ‘You’ll cut yourself” she said, ‘You’ll regret it when you’re older’ she said. As per, we went ahead anyway and took her razor, (soz mum), to our legs, giggling and feeling oh so grown up. The result was a pair of patchy little legs covered in razor cuts. And she was right, it did grow back thicker!
4. “One Day You’ll Laugh About This”
One of the hardest things to do as a mother, must be to watch your daughter go through their first heartbreak. I remember being not much more than a pre-teen, breaking up with my first boyfriend and thinking i’d never smile again! My mum would just cuddle me and feed me chocolate through endless nights on the sofa crying into her lap. She would say, ‘I promise one day you’ll look back on this and laugh’. ‘No Mum’, i’d say, ‘You don’t understand, he’s my soulmate!’. Although it really felt like that at the time, she was right… now I do look back and laugh at how I really thought i’d never recover.
5. “You’ll thank me when you’re older”
Every time me and my mum used to get in a raging fight over whether I could wear that dress, go to that party or do that thing, she’d tell me that i’d thank her for her then irritating decision when I was older. At the time I remember feeling nothing but pure rage and thinking ‘will I f*ck’. But hindsight is a bitch like that. Now I can safely say she was right. So thank you mum, for every time you stopped me from doing something I’d later regret. Thank you for every time you laughed at me when I did it anyway, but never said ‘I told you so’. Thank you for every time you cuddled me when I cried over a mess I’d made a few too many times. And finally, thank you for every time you had to be cruel when it would be easier to be kind. I now realise you sacrificed being my friend so that you could be something much better – a mother; who made me a better me.