Does Our Culture Idolize Single Mothers?

First of all, to all my single mother friends: Hi!  This post is not meant in way to detract from your experiences or to vilify you in anyway.  This is not intended to be a slight on any one of you in particular or all of you in general.  That said, I’d love your take on this subject, as you obviously see it from a different angle!

While I might use a question in a title rhetorically, in this case I’m not.  This is honestly the question I’ve been mulling over the last few days.  In light of the imminent nomination of Sonia Sotomayor to the Supreme Court, I’ve heard some talk about how she is the product of a single-parent home, and how that’s a boost to single mothers everywhere.  I remember some of the same type of talk about President Obama as well.

Stories about single mothers are often told in a sympathetic way, and I agree with that.   Being a single mother can’t be easy, and mothering is one of the greatest responsiblities there is. 

However, are we discounting how someone became a single mother?  In some cases, the mother holds no blame (e.g., widowhood), while others the father has sole responsibility (e.g. leaving the mother of his child, or she leaves an abusive situation).   Yet, I imagine, in a large number of cases, the mother herself is the cause, in part or in whole, of her situation.  I don’t believe that this gives us reason to put them down or castigate them–after all, I don’t want someone else flinging my own sins back up into my face–but it is something to consider when pondering this question.

So, what do you think?  Does our culture unduly idolize single mothers?

Mother’s Day for the Childless

Today’s Mother’s Day, a day of celebrating mothers.  For as long as I can remember, I’ve celebrated this holiday as a daughter and a granddaughter, but today was the first time I imagined what it would be like to celebrate this day as a mother.

You all know I want to be married.  Not that it’s my chief aim in life, but this God-given desire is a big part of who I am.  I’ve always wanted to be a mother as well, but my mind tends to focus more on marriage.  You know, the whole don’t put the cart before the horse thing.

But today, unexpectedly, Mother’s Day got to me.  At one time I was at the point of tears, as adoption was mentioned, something that I really want to do.

I trust that God did not give me these desires to mock me, but that they serve a purpose.  Whether this desire will be fulfilled in physical or adoptive motherhood, I don’t know, but I thank God for each and every little one that He has allowed me to touch or teach.  After four years of serving as a Sunday School teacher and Awana leader, I have had the opportunity to teach/lead/love-on almost every child in our church from kindergarten through 9th grade.  As some of you know, that’s more than a few children.  I’m thankful for those parents who have shared their children with me.

I don’t give up hope of becoming a mother myself, but rather remember where my true hope lies.