I get called Mom more often than I’d like to admit. Some may think, “Oh she probably has a child,” well I don’t. Rather, the people who are calling me Mom are people who are my own age, people that I call my friends. Now you may be asking yourself “why does she stay friends with people who call her that?” The answer is simple, it’s true. Besides having a child, I have many of the qualities that one would label as “Mom traits.” I’ll explain these so you get a little more of an idea of what I’m talking about.
I ALWAYS tell my friends to text me when they get home.
No matter how early, late, heck it could be three o’clock in the afternoon, I still want to know when my friends get home safely. I can’t help but worry, especially with the crazy weather that continues to make itself known. I will literally stay up until early in the morning just to ensure that you are home safe.
My friends normally come to me for advice.
Now, not all of us go to our Moms for advice, I know I certainly didn’t; instead I went to my friends. Whenever someone is between a rock and a hard place, I always make sure to reach out to them, if they haven’t already, and ensure that they are doing okay.
I play doctor A LOT.
You know that funny bump on your foot, or the constant ache in your side that you go to your Mom about? Guess who gets those questions: yep, me. I’ve learned more about my friends than I’ve wanted to know at times, but hey, all part of the job I guess.
When it’s late (like after 10), I seriously consider if hanging out with my friends is worth it.
I try to be home by 10, in bed by 11. Whether that be reading, watching a show on Netflix or whatever I need to do to relax, I try to be in bed by 11. Then, I’ll get a text from one of my friends around 10:30 asking to hang out. Those are the points that I seriously question if it’s worth it or not, knowing that I’m going to be up late that night.
I prefer nights with my journal and a cup of coffee over going to a party.
I take this time to reflect on my day, my life and everything that is happening around me. I stay snuggled up in my sweatpants and comfy blankets and spend time with those I love. When I get invited to a party, I think of the above statement, and also all the work it takes to look nice, go out and most of the time end up “babysitting” my friends who drank a little too much.
Nap time is still the most valued time of the day.
I don’t care who you are, I haven’t met any mother who doesn’t rejoice when it’s nap time. That time when one is allowed to sit down, focus on themselves, clean up the house, or better yet, take a nap themselves.
When it comes down to it, I don't mind being the Mom friend, in fact, I embrace it. It makes me feel trusted, shocked that they trust me so much, and yet it also makes me nervous. It makes me nervous that if I am already this way with my friends, how will I be when I have children of my own. Children who instead of calling me Mom, call me by my name jokingly. As of now, I'm doing alright, so I can only hope that that carries on into the future.
