Club-Content Contest #2 – I Will Always Need My Mommy

Hi and welcome to Club-Content Contest #2! The below post is from one of our awesome members and we are reading and voting today!!

How do I know my mother loves me? Well, for starters, she stuffed 40 wiffle balls in her bathing suit for me. I’d say that’s a pretty good indication, wouldn’t you?

The scene: 1992-ish. Surf Cincinnati, a waterpark located near our home in Fairfield, Ohio.
Me: A selfish, mean, pissy 13 year old girl who wanted a TV in her room more than anything.
Mom: Desperately wanted to give her daughter a T.V., if only to stop the incessant bitching and moaning, but alas, there was no money in the budget.

Contest: A radio station was at Surf Cincinnati that day, holding a number of contests for patrons. One contest awarded a prize to the individual who could stuff the most wiffle balls in his/her bathing suit in 30 seconds.

The prize: A little T.V. Not only was it a T.V., but it was a T.V./V.C.R combo. Gasp.
Guess who entered and WON that flipping contest, much to the humiliation of her evil teenage daughter? Yep, my madre.

She sure did love me.

She loved me then and she loves me now. When we made the decision to move 1300 miles away in 2009, it was largely due to my desire to be geographically closer to my mother. I had already been a mother for 9 months and I was terrified of the future. I needed my mommy.

I needed her unconditional love. I needed her unquestionable support. I needed her terrifying bluntness. I had been away from home for nearly 13 years and I needed my mommy.

She is my rock. She is my saving grace. She is my best friend. She is the glue that held our family together during the good times and the bad times. She loved me despite the grief I gave her during my angst filled teenage years. She made me into the strong, confident woman that I am today.

So confident, in fact, that I am not afraid to admit that I will always need my mommy.