Deadbeat Moms, Sit Down: This Day Ain’t Yours

Mother’s Day is NOT about being a martyr after nine months. It’s about being a leader for a lifetime.

Mother’s Day Ain’t for Deadbeats: Respect the Real Ones

Let’s get one thing straight before I even warm up: Mother’s Day is NOT for every woman who happened to get pregnant. It isn't for every chick who managed to carry a pregnancy... Sorry, not sorry. This day? This hard-earned, blood-sweat-and-tears holiday? It belongs to MOTHERS. Real ones. Not vessels. Not attention-seekers. Not the ones who post half-naked selfies while their kids eat cereal for dinner. This day—this sacred, hard-earned day—is for mothers. Actual mothers. Not just any female with a functioning uterus and a baby daddy that barely texts back. Mother’s Day is for the warriors. The ones who sacrifice, who lead, who love relentlessly.

Now, a little background for context: Mother’s Day as we know it came from a place of deep reverence. Back in the early 20th century, Anna Jarvis started this whole thing to honor her own mother, Ann Reeves Jarvis, who was a powerhouse community organizer, taught Sunday school, nursed soldiers, and cared for the sick during the Civil War.

Jarvis’s intent was to make a national day of reflection, gratitude, and respect toward true maternal figures—those who gave their lives, literally and spiritually, to the betterment of their children and society. The day was never meant to celebrate “baby mamas” by default. It was about honoring women of grit, guidance, and goodness.

But as always, America commercialized it, mass-produced it, and now every deadbeat, part-time, party-first, baby-posting chick on social media wants a bouquet like she earned it. Bitch, please. The audacity!
Let me spell it out real clear: Being a mother starts with pregnancy, but it doesn’t end there. That’s just the first damn test. If anything, that painful, bloody, terrifying day in the delivery room is just the damn prologue. The real book of motherhood is built page by page, day after day—with discipline, compassion, sleepless nights, sacrifice, and leadership. So, while the pain is unimaginable, it does come to an end. But what comes next is a lifetime of effort.

*To the moms who discipline with love, who sacrifice silently, who are raising tomorrow’s decent humans:

THIS DAY IS YOURS. YOU ARE SEEN. YOU ARE APPRECIATED. YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING GOOD. America needs more of you. We all do. Happy Mother’s Day to the ones who earned it! XOXOXOXOXO

Teaching, grooming, and enforcing boundaries. THAT’S motherhood.

That’s what the real ones do. They put in that effort! Too many of y’all confuse biology with responsibility. Thinking a positive pregnancy test is your badge into sainthood? Hell no. You couldn’t even keep your belly clean from booze and edibles during pregnancy, and now you want applause for it? Get all the way outta here. You failed before the baby even got here.

And while we’re at it—let’s drag these weak-ass men too. Slutty men CHOOSE to impregnate broken women and then disappear like ghosts; I'm talking to you. You're just as responsible for this circus. You’re out here pumping and dumping like you’re in a porno. Cover your damn pecker or pull out. And STOP rewarding these half-assed women because this is what makes them think they're doing a good job. This isn’t rocket science. Gifts are to be reserved for jobs well done, not 'meh might as well'....

So no—you don’t get a card, a cake, or a fake “Queen” balloon from Dollar Tree just for squeezing out a kid and neglecting the rest. If you ain't putting in the work, if you're not showing up every single day, if your child feels more stress than safety from you—you are not a mother. You are a vessel and Mother's Day is not for vessels.

Now, to the women who are the real deal? To the moms cooking, cleaning, disciplining, showing up to every game, every IEP meeting, every ER visit. The ones with a wallet full of receipts and a heart full of unconditional love? You are the backbone of this country. You are what Anna Jarvis had in mind. You're what this day was built to honor. To all the true mothers out there: Happy Mother’s Day. We see you. We salute you. You are everything!