I Don’t Want to Be a Popular Mom

I don’t remember my mother being a popular mom when I was a kid. If I asked to go to someone’s house, she would ask who was going to be there. She would reach out to the mothers and get phone numbers and the names of every person in the house. If she was going to drop me off somewhere, she wanted to know exactly who I would be with and for how long. But I don’t remember her spending hours with the mothers of my friends while we played together. She didn’t seem to mind if a mother liked her or not, as long as I was safe wherever I was with whichever friend I had chosen.