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How many bosses can a woman with children have? All women with children are working moms. Some get an actual paycheck – some don’t. Regardless, we all know that the real boss is the child.

I grew up in the ’50s when Dr. Spock’s book, The Common Sense Book of Baby and Child Care, was right up there next to the BibleI wore out my mother’s paperback edition raising my own children in the late ’70s and ’80s. Just like my mother, I wanted to be the best mother I could but wasn’t quite sure how to do that or how to measure my success. Dr. Spock’s opening line was Trust Yourself: You know more than you think you do. Maybe yes – maybe no.  But, when I’d exhausted all other available resources, I went with my instinct.  1968 Baby and Child Care

Is mothering in 2015 harder than mothering in 1950 or 1980?  I don’t think so. But, is there a different pressure to “entertain” children? Probably. Dr. Spock reminded us that children can and should entertain themselves.

Social researcher, Wednesday Martin, Ph.D., observes that today, “failing to nurture your child on every imaginable measure and enrich him in every possible way is considered neglect… Sociologists call it ‘intensive motherhood’ – a gendered ideology that dictates that women should spend enormous amounts of time, energy, and money on childrearing, and that failing to do so is failing to be a good mother… Children who once worked for us are now our bosses.”

I appreciate where she’s coming from and agree wholeheartedly with Dr. Martin that today’s mothers are under tremendous pressure to prove themselves as mothers, that motherhood is “intensive”. I’m not sure there is a true “cultural shift” since the ’50s. There are certainly many more ways to “entertain” a child today and a miasma of instant information and opinions at a mom’s fingertips. But I didn’t work for my mom in 1950 and my children never worked for me.

Motherhood was intense in 1950.  It was intense in 1980.  It is intense today.  One way or another, children have always been the “boss”.  2011 Baby and Child Care

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Mothers are goddesses. It’s common knowledge. The nurturers. The givers of life. To be celebrated and honored.

To the ancient ones, there was just something about spring and mothers that equaled FESTIVAL!  Dancers, musicians, singers, food, costumes. Maybe a sacrificial slaughter in honor of a mythical goddess like Egypt’s Isis or the Greco-Roman deity, Cybele, the great mother of all.  These maternal goddesses were not just nurturers and the givers of life, they were symbols of powerful female forces in the universe. Even the early Christians honored the Virgin Mary with a festival on the fourth Sunday of Lent.

Spring and mothers and festivals. I see a pattern here.

Which brings me to 12-year old Anna Jarvis, Webster, Virginia, 1876, listening to her mother’s prayer after a lesson on ‘Mother’s of the Bible’. “I hope that someone, sometime will found a memorial mothers day commemorating her for the matchless service she renders to humanity in every field of life. She is entitled to it.” Anna Jarvis never forgot her mother’s prayer and, at her mother’s gravesite, vowed “… by the grace of God, you shall have that Mothers Day”(cue music).

Anna was not kidding. Her Mother’s Day campaign started in 1905 at her local Methodist church and she didn’t stop until, in 1914, President Wilson proclaimed the second Sunday in May as the official American national holiday we all know and love.

Mother’s Day 2015. Americans who love their mothers and their mothering friends, sisters, neighbors, grandmothers, and those who have “been like a mother-to-me”, are projected to spend $21.2 BILLION DOLLARS on flowers, cards, gifts and … brunch.

$21.2 BILLION DOLLARS. A stack of just one billion one dollar bills measures 67.9 miles. Multiply that by 21.2 billion and you’ve got a stack of one dollar bills 1439.48 miles high.

$21.2 BILLION DOLLARS. That’s about 210,000 new Tesla Roadsters.

$21.2 BILLION DOLLARS. That’s almost 9 billion gallons of gas.

As a mother, with a mother, who knows so many wonderful mothers, I feel I can speak for us all.

Where’s my festival!

festival of lights

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I am reading Eat and Run: My Unlikely Journey to Ultramarathons about and by Scott Jurek.  I can’t put it down and I am not a runner. He mentions treating a severely sprained ankle with a compress of black pepper, turmeric, flour and water which, obviously, prompted further research.

My apologies to Black Pepper.    peppercorns

I’ve known you my entire life, consumed you with barely a nod, considered you merely the other half of salt and pepper. Used you as a flavor-enhancer and then cast you aside. But now I know and am forever changed.  I once was blind, but now I see. You are not only one of the most widely traded spices in the world, you are MEDICINE. The holy grail.

anti-inflammatory (I, too, am against inflamation)
anti-bacterial
pro-natural preservative
pro-efficient digestion  (as am I)
pro-great skin
anti-mucus and phlegm (I’m so opposed to phlegm)
anti-oxidant
anti-cognitive malfunction (really big on my list)
etc.

On top of all this, the peperine in black pepper increases curcumin absorption by 2000%!  And we all know and respect curcumin (as in turmeric).

Back to my apology. I apologize for my indifference and my ignorance.

And “thank you” to the wonders of this abundant EARTH.

blackpepper with leaves

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