A Mother Is More Than a Reference Book
When I was preparing to graduate from college and get a place of my own, my mother gave me a lot of advice and one really useful book: Where’s Mom Now That I Need Her? It was a very sweet way for my mother to say that she loved me and that she wanted me to be careful. Many years later now I’m married and I’m expecting a child of my own, but I’ve still got this book and use it regularly.
Where’s Mom Now That I Need Her? is basically a recipe book with a few extras thrown in. The special thing about all these recipes is that they’re all easy to make, great for young men like myself who are more likely to spend reading a book, taking a run, hanging out with friends or doing anything else than preparing a meal. My mom was no slouch, and she taught me to cook and to bake, but I still appreciate this great variety of simple recipes — some don’t even require cooking! The Better Homes and Gardens cookbook just doesn’t seem so approachable when compared with this collection.
Mom’s always been on my case about my not-so-well-balanced eating habits, and I suspect that she gave me the book in the hopes that its recipes would encourage me to eat more fruits and vegetables. They didn’t, but at least they got me to prepare more home-cooked meals.
Besides, there’s more than just serious food recipes in this book. There are deserts as well. I particularly recommend the recipe for gooey oatmeal cookies — miraculously, these stay soft days after they’re made.
In addition to the recipes, there are a few other small how-to-take-care-of-yourself sections: laundry and clothing repair, simple first aid, basic self-diagnosis and car and bicycle maintenance. I admit that I’ve looked at these sections a few times, but usually the answer I’m looking for is not there - when I’m feeling rotten or need a tip, I call my mother direct.
The only problem I’ve got with this book is the concept behind the title. On the one hand, I’ve got to admit that my mother did a lot of taking care of me before I set out on my own. On the other hand, my mother was a lot more to me than just cooking, cleaning and first-aid medical care. I’d like to think that she knows she can’t be replaced with a book.
I also understand that there’s a companion book: Where’s Dad Now That I Need Him?, that covers separate sorts of issues (I don’t know which ones because I haven’t read the book). This sort of of Leave It To Beaver gender-specific separation of tasks just doesn’t fit with the way that families live today. My experience is that whatever needs to get done gets done by whoever happens to be there to do it. Mothers can take over traditional fathering roles and besides giving birth and breastfeeding, fathers can do the reverse. I understand the need for catchy titles that sell books, but I hate to have parenthood of any sort reduced to a list of chores.
Where’s Mom Now That I Need Her? makes a great gift for a graduating son or daughter. In addition to working as a sourcebook when Mom isn’t available, its title on the bookshelf is a good reminder to give your real mother a call just to say howdy. This book is no surrogate, but do your best to ignore the sexist title: there’s stuff in there that’ll make early adulthood a lot more liveable.