It’s lonely at the top, of the food chain that is, well in my house anyway. It’s eat or be eaten, and I tend to be the big drooling T-Rex that is terrorizing the rest of the innocents.
Seriously though, we’ve all been subjected to those ridiculous sayings, “If mom ma’s not happy no body’s happy”, and the likes. Well sad but true, much of that rings true for many of us. Like it or not somehow we’ve been thrust to the top of the heap, willing or not, we are standing on a pseudo pedestal, and man it’s a lonely place to be.
Suddenly we become to the go-to-person for everything, from what the entirety of our family is going to eat, to what we will do as a group. Not only that, we also become the know-all of too much else in every body’s personal lives. It’s just too much for one person, we’re supposedly the most enlightened in our household, and sometimes we just want to catch a freakin‘ break. Sit there with drool pouring down our dumbfounded chins, and just be still and quiet.
I am not sure I was meant for an entire group of people to follow, obligingly and sometimes blindly. For God’s sake sometimes I don’t even know what I want to wear, eat, drink or think for that matter. Yet, I am given the task of doing this for others. How can they have this much faith and trust in me, especially when, for the most part I fall flat on my face, or fail miserably at a lot of it.
Oh it makes us moms tired and frustrated. I am sick to death of making decisions, I want to be told what, where, when we are doing something, and follow along like a lemming. I don’t want to be asked, after being clear about wanting to do something, anything, what it is I had in mind. Humor me, do whatever it takes, just make a decision that doesn’t involve me having the final word.
I seriously don’t want the rest of my family hovering around me like bees in a colony, I want them to be free, independent decision makers. I want them to take the initiative without being told, exactly what that initiative is. Because, my friend, if I have to tell you then I might as well do it myself.
All of this being said, it’s hard to give up one’s throne. Especially when our faith in those under us is constantly called into question.