Mmmmm

Mam, mom, mum, maman or mutti, regardless of the language spoken in the countries in this part of Europe and probably in all Western civilization women with children are being called a “M” word. Obvious ‘mmmm’ is the first expression of appreciation from an infant after being fed by the woman who gave birth to him. The sweet tasting, lukewarm milk straight from her breasts, is something every baby likes. It is not so strange that ‘mmmm’ is also the sound that springs to mind when expressing something you like, something good.

However, somehow the natural order of things seemed to have been skewed a little since bottled milk became more popular. That must have caused the modern trends like Yummie Mommies and best MILF contests. Seriously, I don’t know why things are like that these days. For those who do not know it, Yummie Mommies are mothers who still find time and effort to look gorgeous while pushing the pram in such a way that they make many (male) heads turn when walking by. Although I think that a real Yummie Mommie must have at least an au pair or nanny who takes care of changing nappies and the rest of the downsides of motherhood because it is hard to keep your own appearance appealing with baby spit on your shoulder. As soon as a mother thinks she is out of the woods because her little one has passed his potty training exam and can eat without throwing every spoonful around the kitchen, time of playdates is looming. Then it is not only a matter of working your socks off for your own appearance, but spring cleaning your house every time after those little bastards are being collected by their own mothers. Saying between gritted teeth that they behaved perfectly while desperately thinking of how you can get rid of the play-doh on your ceiling. 

Things become totally different when your offspring enters adolescence. Play dates are no longer necessary because the kids organize their own hang outs. Preferably in your living room while you are at work. Pillage your drinking cabinet and smoking weed, thinking you would not notice that smell when they open the backdoor for fresh air, even in winter time.  When you’ll come home and still manage to have the looks and acting nice and cool that’s when you may earn a new title. From Yummie Mommy you have been promoted to MILF. Secretly you may be going berserk by the discovering of how your son’s friends are talking about you. Don’t boast about that too soon. However appealing to be still hot, even in the eyes of adolescents, literally it goes against your standards of how men should treat women. Show a girl respect. Control yourself. Sex is something precious, that kind of stuff. That is what you have been teaching your little boy for years after all. Not to witness that he is starting to fill his father’s boots who is talking the same language with his lads after a couple of beer too many. Except, men of his father’s age are aiming for younger women more often.

Of course all I stated above was meant to be a little sarcastic and exaggerated. I could easily have boasted about how my children act contrary (as far as I am aware of) because today it is Mother’s day. I have been showered with love and respect from my kids on any day of the year, for years. Anyway, I heard on the radio this week about a contest of best MILF. The DJ discussing the subject was definitely way past his twenties, even his thirties and perhaps even his forties.  Apparently this issue is intriguing for men of all ages. It just made me wonder.

Could there be some truth in Freud’s theory about the oral stadium of development? I doubt it. Although, you cannot deny that there is something strange about a best MILF contest and even about the desire to be a Yummy Mommy. To be a yummy woman is something else. That’s what’s bugging me, I think. Mommies  are on a totally different level than women in general. Mommies should be kind, or even a little serene, anything far from sexy. Any kid disgusts the idea of their parents having sex. 

Maybe we just should not take the abbreviation MILF too literally. Maybe we women a.k.a. mommies should take it as a compliment that we achieved still being attractive to the opposite sex being in our forties. Something our grandmothers couldn’t because they sacrificed their jobs and their lives to become a full-time mother and who other than the milkman should they have made an effort for? Times have changed and even mommies go to work daily, meeting many people on the job. And after coming home they change back in their loving and caring role of mommy. Super women. That is why they want to keep in shape. So that you can have Mommies I’ll Love Forever.

I just got my present from my three lovely daughters: A whole day relaxing together in a Hammam. To get rid of the stress from hard working and taking care of them, as they said. Mmmmm. The cuties! They are the lights in this crazy rat race that keep me going.