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When your "Mom" you don't matter.

. Once you become "mom" that is who you are. Its who I am. I am no longer Clorie. I am "mom" It effects everything from meals, to Christmas gifts, to time to do things I want to do. It effects my life. In fact I have now been mom, longer than I have been Clorie. I think I may have forgotten who Clorie even is. I may have never even known her in the first place, I have been mom, since before I can really remember myself being Clorie.

 So who is Clorie? What does she like? Clorie likes to turn the music up, and sing from the top of her lungs. Clorie likes to take pictures of things that do not matter, that might not even be interesting just to do it. Clorie loves to cook, when its appreciated. Clorie loves being outside on cool nights and listening to the crickets chirp to her. Clorie likes to just leave and go somewhere to watch the sunset, just because. Clorie sometimesl likes  to sit in the bathroom and cry, and not be asked why she is crying.... Because she just wants to. Clorie wants to somehow learn, who Clorie is. She has forgotten herself.

 Clorie cannot be Clorie though, very often. Because she is currently "mom". Others needs come before Moms.

   If mom wants to take a funny picture she's laughed at, asked why are you doing that, and bothered so much it is no longer worth it.

  Mom tries to make everyone happy with her cooking but mom is not appreciated for it.
 
  Mom cannot go outside to listen to crickets because the moment mom walks out the door someone wants to know why she's going outside, where she is going, what she will do out there, and then the sound of crickets is inturrupted by the sound of texts being sent asking when its snack time, or what not.

   Mom cannot just up and leave, to watch a sun that might be setting somewhere... Mom has things to do. Mom has laundry, dishes, pets, baths, floors, and toilets to scrub.

 Mom is normally followed into the bathroom. If mom is not, and mom attempts to cry, it never fails someone wants to know why mom is crying. What did they do to make mom upset. Mom cant just cry for no reason. Mom has to be strong, and well, she has to be "mom". Mom has to push who she is to the back of her mind and just be mom....

 Don't get me wrong. Clorie, she also dearly LOVES being a mom, but like all moms Clorie would like a break from "mom-dom" now and then, needs it even. I believe even the best mom's do.

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