Every year, some hand-wringing starts up in my church about how we'll address mother's day. This
open letter to pastors said it well this year - too many churches come out with the generic "We just love moms, take them out to brunch!" message, and ask all the mothers in church to stand up and be recognized. Ladies if you had three miscarriages in the past 18 months, sit down, you didn't make the cut, better luck next time. It's weird, and awful.
On the other hand, my progressive church wants to make the holiday about healing. As a new mother I remember holding my tiny baby, sleep deprived, scared, and the message I heard was that God loves us all and provides the grace we need if our mothers have TOTALLY screwed us up. I mean there are some BAD moms out there. So many people need this holiday to be about getting over their mothers. I looked down at my baby and thought, "Sorry kid. you're doomed. I'm doomed. We're doomed... start hating me now. I'll never be able to say sorry enough, will I?"
I just don't like the holiday, period. I don't want to be celebrated with generic flowers, cards, and brunch. I really do not want to spend my Sunday shuffling my noisy kids through a restaurant to "honor" my own mother and mother in law out of obligation and tradition. I am tired. Tired of thinking about how to do this all right, tired of honoring each woman's choices one at a time to make it clear I am not offending anyone and we're all just hunky dory.
Which got me realizing... we're not even all hunky dory happy, on any day of the year. If so many of us are uncomfortable with this holiday maybe that's what the holiday should be about. If being a woman is so complicated because we put so much emphasis and pressure on motherhood, why are we throwing out some flowers and calling it a truce? Is this really what the holiday was supposed to be about?
aliki left this comment in my journal on Administrative Assistants day that keeps replaying in my head... "the only professions that get 'appreciated' are ones where they are grossly underpaid. You know, like Administrative Professional Appreciation Day, Teacher Appreciation Day, Nurse Appreciation Day... nobody needs an Engineer Appreciation Day or Manager Appreciation Day because they make tonnes of money more than Admins and Nurses, etc."
Hey wait. Yes.
And then I read about the
history of mothers day - started back when women had to churn their own butter and have nine babies without epidurals, they did not ask for a holiday of appreciation. They asked for a day of peace, stop taking our sons off to war. It wasn't celebrating their choices, fortunes or healing. It was about what they all REALLY wanted.
Do we really want something? I live in the United States, the only industrialized nation with no paid parental leave. Where my idiot Kansas governor cuts school funds every year. Where childcare expenses cripple young families, and so many mothers don't feel like they have any choice about whether to work or not work - they work for health insurance, and send their pay to daycare, or they have to quit because their families can't afford it.
We live in a place where colorado gave out free IUDs and drove down abortion rates but then the program was cut because conservative lawmakers thought IUDs were too much like abortion, a fertilized egg is a human even if there's no test for it and girls you will have those babies if you were "irresponsible"!
We live in a place where systemic violence against black men is taking sons from their mothers every day with no justice. Barely now, finally this year, the media is starting to learn to show those mothers.
What's it all about? Why do we have this holiday to "appreciate mothers!" and then screw them over as best we can the other 364 days a year? The symbol of mothers day shouldn't be a carnation, it should be a middle finger.
This isn't about individuals, this is about our group getting ignored and marginalized. It's time for this holiday to circle back around, I want protests for mothers day again, rallies and blog posts and marches in the street. I'd feel great about that. Honored, even. And it wouldn't leave anybody out because it wouldn't be about me or you it could be about everybody.
Wouldn't you feel better?