Guess I was expecting it,
It finally came to pass,
When I was dropping my son off,
At his music class.
I bent down to kiss him,
When it became quite clear,
The boy had turned his head,
And I was now kissing air.
But I guess I could have foretold,
That soon would come the day,
He would become embarrassed,
By his mother’s PDA.
Although a little warning,
Might have been enough to please me,
I tell you there’s no way,
He’s gonna get off easy.
So I got to thinking,
That he might prefer,
Me to act in the following way,
The next time this occurs.
I’ll smush his chubby cheeks,
I’ll muss up his hair,
And if at all possible,
I’ll lift him in the air.
I’ll tell him to eat his vegetables,
I’ll tell him to behave,
I’ll say, “What if the next time you see your mother
She’s lying in her grave?!”
And as his cheeks are turning red,
And with heat start to burn,
I’ll grab a hold of his little head,
And I’ll hold it firm.
I’ll plant a juicy one on his nose,
And on his cheek another,
And maybe next time he’ll think twice before,
Refusing to kiss his mother.
42 thoughts on “Jewish Guilt”
Marissa – not you! I feel sure you could never be the matriarch. Fine, fine verse by the way.
Oh, I do have some surprises in me! Thanks Mike!
Having said what I said I’m minded to say that even at 22 years Shirley stills does embarrassing mum things to George in public – much to his dismay!
like Catholic guilt, too, ha ha
Yes, I’m sure we all can relate!
I got snubbed last week too! My son didn’t want me to kiss him in front of his class mates. I wanted to hit his head! “As long as I am your mother, I will kiss you when I want to!” Hmmp.
Exactly. Well you can always take a tip from the fine examples listed here!!
Love the good-natured humor in this. Glad you’re not giving up. =)
Thanks so much!
Haha, poor boy. It’s rough. Though if this were classic Jewish guilt, wouldn’t you wither away slowly, muttering loudly of the pain of being a mother to that thankless boy, the boy you raised from nothing who now won’t even give you a tiny kiss on the cheek, even that one-second token of affection, who is embarrassed of his poor mother who would give her life for him? But it’s okay, you’ll keep driving him around and cooking him dinner, even with no thanks. Very effective, that guilt 😛 Also this poem was really fun and you definitely should do that to him! Ha 🙂
Wow, you got the Jewish mother thing down in such a fashion worthy of a whole other blog! This is awesome! Thank you Sparrow.
This ended up being a pretty long comment. Guess I got kind of into it!
That’s great for me. I love it when readers do that. But this was so clever, really a gem.
Oh, how perfect! Kids can be so rotten… 😉
Yes they can! Thanks.
Every mother’s right. My mother about once a month would whop me one on the backside. I’d ask, “What’d I do?” She’d say, “That’s for those things I don’t know about.”
Thank you for your support. When my son complains, I’ll tell him Don said it was ok
You have my permission to use my name. Only thing that scares me is that I may end up in one of your poems called “The Wrath of Don, Or there’s a monster in my son’s closet and his name is Don”.
A small price to pay, don’t you think? Ha, ha…
Hahahahaha! YOU have that MOMMA guilt down pat!!!!! 😉
Not bad…if I may say so myself!
Sadly, there’s nothing we can do. They all grow up. Right now I’m kind of missing the time when my kids were younger as well.
Awwwe…it’s kind of sad…but good things come as well. Even thought I miss having babies sometimes, I try to look forward to all the stages of my children’s lives.
Just tell him that if he doesn’t let you kiss him you’ll keep blogging about him
He’ll love that one!
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YEESSSS!!!!! HE WON’T FORGET IT, EITHER!!!!! 🙂
I always say. What’s the problem? Afraid of my cooties? Because sweet pea, it’s too late for that – you are laden with my cooties. Besides, I am your mother and if want to kiss you, I am. I earned the right the day I labored you into this world;). Btw – this speech works, usually they are in such a hurry to shut me up, they let me kiss them and they run away;). Uh, mine are soon to be 20 and soon to be 17!!!!!!!
One more thing – I am Jewish;)
Well you definitely are a master. The innate right of the Jewish mother!
So cute! I can relate, lol – my kid has pretended to not know me in public for years now.
That’s pretty funny. I can imagine it…that rocker mom over there?? Oh no, definitely not ours!!
Love it! Perfect mother in my eyes… 🙂
I’m not a mom yet but I know when I am, I’ll be “that mom”. Loved this! Thanks so much for the like and follow as well :).
No problem, I look forward to seeing more from you as well!
Crap! I remember that, too. Didn’t know quite what to do, but he’s older now and hugging and kissing is again okay. Too bad he lives so far away. …
Yes, I suppose it all comes full circle!