The bosom of the mommy blogging network, while being wondrous, has also been a lovely place for me to nestle.
At its best it is all warm and cosy, and if it could grow arms, they would have been thrown around me to pull me even closer – not that I need the encouragement, boobies have a magical pull all of their own.
But, for me, it has certainly felt that way. Very welcoming.
Just as in real life it has been nice to be accepted by mothers via an online means, here, and from foreign climes.
I am a very proud member of the British Mummy Bloggers community, have spoken to Alpha Mummy about the rise of British mommy blogging, and have been invited to join in on a few memes originated for moms.
However I am most definitely not a mother, by the clinical biological definition, not the last time I checked anyway.
The dangly bits are a dead giveaway - except in very cold weather - and I do sometimes leave the house without a bag, can you imagine?
I can not be a woman, and therefore, nor a mother.
This is confirmed according to the Oxford English dictionary;
• noun 1 a female parent. 2 (Mother) (especially as a title or form of address) the head of a female religious community. 3 informal an extreme or very large example of: the mother of all traffic jams.
• verb look after kindly and protectively, sometimes excessively so.
As a noun I have no chance, except with the third part of the definition. I have been described as the mother of all sorts of horrible things.
But if we are looking at using mother as a verb, then that definition very much applies to myself. Except, I hope, the second part of the definition, which really is incorrect and should only apply to the word with an added ‘S’ at the start.
Interestingly, the exact opposite is true with the definition of father;
• noun 1 a male parent. 2 an important figure in the origin and early history of something: Pasteur, the father of microbiology. 3literary a male ancestor. 4 (often as a title or form of address) a priest. 5 (the Father) (in Christian belief) the first person of the Trinity; God.
• verb be the father of.
I mean, I am a father, a male parent, but to simply ‘be the father of’ does not really go anywhere near an explanation of my relationship, and responsibilities I have, with my son.
It probably does all fathers an injustice, well, all the good ones in any case.
But this is not, or meant to be, a definition rant, it is more a thank you post.
My situation, and the way I have chosen to parent, lends me a few benefits. One is that I feel I can relate to all sorts of situations.
I relate to both mothers and fathers, in many different situations. Those in split families, those in picture perfect situations, two incomes, one income families, single parents, those widowed of course, and even same sex relationships.
And while I can relate, I also appreciate the respect, and my acceptance by any of these people, in any of these situations, and any I have failed to remember.
So to all those wonderful parents, that I mother amongst, thank you, and bless your bosoms.
Every last one of them.