Boswell: Proud to say I'm a mama's girl

When talking to my boyfriend’s cousin recently, he asked how my mom was doing, and I told him she was fine, and I was going to see her Labor Day weekend.

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He jokingly told me, “Yeah, we all know you’re a mama’s girl.”

My response: “I’m well aware I’m a mama’s girl. I won’t deny it.”

I don’t think he actually expected me to go along with what he said, but the truth is I am often the first person to tell people I’m “a mama’s girl.”

I’m sure many people feel to some extent that their mom is the greatest thing in the world, or she is just that constant source of comfort and go-to advice in their world.

The ways my mom has been there for me and my siblings throughout our lives cannot be counted. Sure, one could argue that it’s a mom’s job to take care of her children and be there for them through thick and thin. But let’s face it, when it comes to any job, it’s a matter of choice how you deal with it.

After I became an adult, I found some things out about my mom that I never recognized or understood as a child, such as the fact that when my siblings and I were small children, and my dad was making a very small airman’s salary with a family of six to feed, my mother used to skip meals because there was not enough food to eat.

I have always been close to my mother, having a lot of her personality and mind frame, but finding this out made a profound impact on me. It was part of what showed me just how far my mother was willing to go over the course of our lives to protect us. She literally went hungry to keep us healthy and safe.

My mom has exercised tough love at times and has been disappointed in our decisions at times, but she has never once stopped loving us or trying to take care of us in some sense despite it.

Moms may very well be some of the strongest and most devoted “laborers” in the world, so I guess it’s appropriate I spend this holiday having a bit of “mommy time.”

More than 10 years into being an adult, I still want my mommy when life gets hard, when I get sick or when I feel like I’m ready to just be done with this whole being an adult thing.

I can’t lie; the fact that my mom is going to be in west Texas the week I happen to have an extra day off is no less than perfect timing.

We’re understaffed — again. You get used to it in this job, but it doesn’t mean you don’t at times feel the wear and tear. This girl could use a break, no matter how brief it is

Yeah, I’m a mama’s girl who’s ready for some mommy time.

Alisa Boswell in managing editor at the Portales News-Tribune. Contact her at:

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