What is it like being “Mom”

My friends all call me “mom.” Every friend group has a mom, and I happen to actually be called “mom” instead of “Ashley.” And I would not have it any other way.

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Being the “mom friend” comes with multiple different responsibilities. You have to make sure your friends dress for the weather, you have to make sure they are living a balanced life, and, probably the most important, you have to keep them safe at all times.

I have a first aid kit in my car and in my bedroom for this very reason. You never know when a friend will need Advil, Tums, a Band-Aid, or an Ace bandage wrap. As mom, it is my responsibility to keep all those items handy, plus a few other things.

However, at the age of twenty-one, I now have a new responsibility: making sure my friends get home safe when they go out.

See, in college, we all drank together in our dorm rooms, so I was always able to keep an eye on my friends and they were only doors away from “home.” And, to be quite honest, they slept on each other’s floors a LOT, which was always perfectly fine.

Now, I live further away from my friends, and I cannot always keep an eye on them. And they do not always tell me when they are going out. So, I worry. I worry all the time. But when I am with them, I am always the DD, and I always stop drinking if I see someone getting too drunk. It is my job to protect my friends from harm, and that includes drunken stupidity (well, most of it, some of it I let slide because, come on, I’m still twenty-one).

Being mom is not always easy, but it is the most rewarding part of a friendship. I am always there to support my friends, and their successes are mine. I take pride in all of my friends and children, because they deserve the best in the world and often achieve it.

So Happy National Best Friends Day to all of my goofy “kids,” I do not know what I would do without you. Well, maybe my life would be a little less stressful, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Love,

Mom

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