I was a stay-at-home mom for 9 1/2 years. It was the hardest job I ever did, but also the most enjoyable. We went to playgroups, on weekly adventures, took long walks (or wagon rides) through the neighborhood and spent countless hours crafting and creating.
One of the keys to maintaining my sanity while staying at home was joining the MOMS (Moms Offering Moms Support) Club of North Glendale. I met so many wonderful moms there, many of which I am still friends with 18 years later!
One of our fundraising products in 1998 was to compile a cookbook based on member’s recipes. This tattered and much-used book remains a staple in my kitchen. As I found myself looking for a certain recipe the other day, I came across a poem I had written (and completely forgotten about!). Since Mother’s Day is this Sunday, I thought it might be nice to share – Enjoy!
An Ode to TV Moms
(or how TV Moms Misrepresent Motherhood)
June Cleaver always cooked and cleaned in a dress;
Harriet Nelson’s house was never a mess.
Mrs. Ingalls’ made all the children’s clothes by hand;
Mrs. Partridge sang with her kids in a band.
Samantha Stephens could magically make a dinner party appear;
Carol Brady raised six kids with just one bathroom – which I find a bit queer!
Peg Bundy raised white trash to an art;
Marge Simpson is one to admire, with a handful like Bart.
But on Courtship of Eddie’s Father there was not a mom there;
same for Buffy and Jody from Family Affair.
And although these TV moms many have reality a little bit bent;
they were all stay-at-home moms, and we know that their time was well spent!