It was a Michigan February blizzard. My eighteen-month-old and three-year-old were sick for the 82nd time that season. I knew my toddler’s ear infection was back yet again because her ear-splitting screams were relentless. I made a doctor’s appointment, layered the kids with coats and hats, and piled them into the SUV. I put the 4×4 on and floored it backwards, but it wasn’t enough.

We got stuck in the thigh-high snow. I shoveled and shoveled, but nothing worked. The tires kept spinning. Starting to unravel, I called my mom mentor. She sped over in her pajamas and gave me her car. She put the car seats and my kids into her car while I wiped my pathetic tears. Without my mom mentor that day, and many days for that matter, I’d be lost in this labyrinth of motherhood.

Every mom needs a mom mentor. You know, the mom who’s ahead of you in this child-rearing business. I met my mom mentor about three years ago when I had a two-year-old and a newborn. This feisty, gritty woman has five, yes five, children. It’s a match made in neighbor heaven. She’s 100 percent Italian, I’m 100 percent Greek. Let’s just say our conversations get loud and deep quickly. I love her.

But, our camaraderie goes beyond the sisterhood bond. She’s helped me through this sticky motherhood thing more than she knows. Her wisdom is greater than any parenting book I could ever buy off of Amazon.

Here are the top six reasons you need a mom mentor.

1. She will rationalize your insanity.
Somehow a myth originated showcasing motherhood as the smiley Carol Brady types. We all know this to be as fictitious as any fairy tale we read. As moms, we feel like we should always be put-together. But, the mom mentor reminds you, “Hey, it’s OK to go insane. This business is tough and it’s not going to get any easier any time soon. Losing it now and then is completely normal.”

2. You can learn from her mistakes.
The mom mentor owns up to her parenting mistakes because she’s wise and confident enough to know that it’s part of the gig. She will help you through whatever you’re going through by sharing her own mistakes.

3. She’ll give you her mad-awesome parenting tricks.
Getting your baby to sleep through the night, easing teething, controlling the threenager tantrums, or weaning—the mom mentor will give you her timeless tricks to get you over the toughest kid phases. These are secrets you can’t find on any parenting blog.

4. You can vent to her.
This is probably the most common perk of the mom mentor. There are times when it seems like my mom mentor and I vent daily to each other. With motherhood—it’s a necessity.

5. She’ll remind you it’s true that bigger kids = bigger problems.
The mom mentor will share her struggles about her teenager. Suddenly, hearing about giving kids the sex talk will make your sleepless nights seem almost enjoyable.

6. Wine. All. The. Wine.
Bonfire + wine = creating your own sequel to Bad Moms. This bonding will go beyond the mom mentor relationship and will most definitely last beyond the empty nest years.

No mom is perfect and having the ability to share in your daily blunders is crucial in this life of raising kids. Sometimes the mom mentor is your neighbor, a friend from church, or you’re lucky enough to have them as a cousin. Either way, the mom mentor is someone who will enrich your life. If you don’t have one already, get yourself one now. Because the next time you get stuck in the snow, you will have someone to dig you out.

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Angela Anagnost-Repke

Angela-Anagnost Repke is a writer and writing instructor dedicated to raising two empathetic children. She hopes that her graduate degrees in English and counseling help her do just that. Since the pandemic, Angela and her family have been rejuvenated by nature and moved to northern Michigan to allow the waves of Lake Michigan to calm their spirits. She has been published in Good Housekeeping, Good Morning America, ABC News, Parents, Romper, and many more. She is currently at-work on her nonfiction parenting book, Wild Things by Nature: How an Unscientific Parent Can Give Nature to Their Wild Things. Follow Angela on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram  

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