Things You Should Know About My Mom
My mom goes by a lot of names. Her actual name is Betsy and as a kid, all my friends called her “Miss Betsy.” These days, she’s Mama B, or my personal favorite, Boo Boo. Her nickname growing up was Boo, and then when we played Toontown together, her toon was Boo Boo Dizzydoodle. I should also mention this was like 2 years ago. Toontown is fun, okay?
My mom, good ol’ Boo Boo, is quite the character. She lives for flashy clothing, sparkly shoes, and anything with glitter or a loud print. Her lifelong philosophy is if you find something you like, buy it in every color.
She also collects chickens. Like, our kitchen is filled with hundreds of chickens. It’s almost impressive how many she has managed to cram into such a small space.
She has been my brother and I’s sole caregiver pretty much since day 1. I mean, my dad was in the picture off and on until I was around 9 or 10, but I promise my mom deserves all of the credit. As a single mom, she always made sure that we had everything we needed.
From fighting with insurance companies, fundraising for an accessible car, to giving up a bedroom for herself when we had to move into a two bedroom apartment so my brother and I didn’t have to share one. Kevin and I never went without.
She gave up her job so she could take care of us full time instead of bringing strangers into our home. She sacrificed her social life because two kids with Muscular Dystrophy is a full time, and by that I mean 24/7, job. For the past 30 years, she has literally given up the idea of a full nights sleep so that my brother and I could be adjusted as many times as we need in the night.
She’s not just generous with us, though. If you’re our friend, you might as well be family. Stay at my house overnight, and she’ll prepare your favorite meal, put your favorite shampoo and soap in the bathroom, and probably welcome you with a goodie bag of surprises.
If she’s out shopping one day and sees something she knows you’ll like, she buys it without thinking and tucks it away for Christmas. Chances are she’ll be too excited to wait and give it to you early anyway.
She’s the kind of person who does so much for everyone that she ends up being taken advantage of. Even when she knows that people aren’t appreciative, if they need her help, she doesn’t hesitate. No matter how much I protest.
My mom does everything for me, but she’s also just a really good friend. You can stay up all night binge watching Netflix with her until you both get the sleepy giggles. She plays in Disney with me all the time, and even though she’d never pay for an annual pass on her own, she did because she knew how much it meant to me.
You can vent to her, but she’ll also call you out on your crap. You can pick on her, but she’ll out snark you every. single. time.
Mama B is a gem, and today is Mama B’s birthday. So I guess now that I’ve thoroughly gushed I’ll just say this.
Mom, I love you tons and tons. Honestly, I can’t thank you enough for all that you do for Kevin and I. Also for literally all of my friends who you also mother on a regular basis. I hope you have an amazing day playing at Epcot with me! And that this post makes up for the fact that I didn’t buy you a birthday card.