With the exception of the fact that she won't update her phone and therefore can't see some of my favorite emojis, the texting relationship I have with my mom is everything. We've always been close, despite not always being physically close, and texting offers a marvelous outlet to continue our loving and witty repartee. When I was pregnant, however, our texting relationship was basically a never-ending, 9 month conversation. There were so many questions! So many whines! So much to decide! So many texts all pregnant women send to their moms!
Okay, definitely not all. I'm not blind or insensitive to the fact that not everyone regularly texts with their mom because not everyone has a particularly rosy relationship with their mom and/or not everyone has their mom available to them. I'm sure, in many cases, the only thing worse than morning sickness and pregnancy-induced hemorrhoids is the thought of having to talk to one's mother about these issues if one's mother is toxic or unsupportive. So by "all," I absolutely mean, "all women with a particular kind of relationship with their mother." By "particular kind of relationship," I mean "the relationship I have with my mother."
This particular relationship is part Gilmore Girls, part My Big Fat Greek Wedding, with a dash of Seinfeld absurdity to fight off the mundane. I have talked to enough people in my life to know that I'm not alone in this warmly hilarious, kind of snarky relationship that I share with my mother, which is just freakin' awesome. So, without further ado, I give you a peek into our particular brand of crazy. Perhaps you can even relate.