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My Mother Is....


Putting together the perfect Mother’s Day message is never easy. This year, I kept staring at the blank sheet and all I could think of was how flawed my mother really is. 

On days like this, people really just like to highlight how much of superhero mothers are. However, even though my mother loves attention so much. She is just another human.

 A  human who makes mistakes. Capable of forgetting to put down the food from the fire, Coiling up and falling asleep on the couch, biting her fingernails, Irrational and impulsive at times, grumpy and sometimes lose her temper. 

My mother some days appear from her room looking like a fashion killer and somedays she just walks out of her room wearing a rumpled shirt and we have to persuade, beg and pacify her to go change. 

She's got a sharp tongue that could draw tears from your eyes and can set the entire house on fire. When the ball of drama starts to roll no one can escape it.  

Miracle worker, she turns old stew to jollof rice. Multiplies her wardrobe every chance she gets.

Her stubbornness gives us all a headache. Sometimes when she flaunts our warnings she comes back with the I know you were right, but whatever attitude. And you do not want to be there if she is right. She would remind you why she is indeed the mother. 

Never one to sit still. Always providing a solution. Even though someday she just does not get it. She will stick around convincing you to try her suggestion.

My mother is also selfish. Spending time out when she knows that her children must be missing her like crazy and just sitting by the window awaiting her return. 
My mother is really just another human swinging it in life. And I am very glad that I am her person. This is because she does not play immediately she labels you her person. She could bring down the sky for you if she has to. 

And seriously, I will not trade free comedy sessions daily for anything in the world. Oh! Her nuggets will send you reeling. 

Happy Mothers Day to the simple creatures that manage to get the job done and make each day remarkable.  


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