Jill Weatherholt

Writing Stories of Love, Faith and Happy Endings While Enjoying the Journey

Mother Knows Best

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Image courtesy of wikipedia.org

Image courtesy of wikipedia.org

When I was in the third grade, I threw my first tantrum. Of course, this is the first one I recall, but my mother can probably remember plenty of others. I have a vivid recollection of this particular tantrum.

Growing up, my mother always dressed my sister and me in cute clothes. We wore Carter, Buster Brown and Garanimals. She had good taste and wanted us to look “presentable” when we left the house.

The morning of the tantrum, my mother chose the outfit she wanted me to wear to school. I was mortified. I put it on with the hopes that when she saw how ridiculous I looked, she would take pity on me and let me pick another outfit.

I don’t remember the shirt, but I do remember the plaid brown and black Knickerbocker pants and white “Go-Go” boots. I came down the stairs and she met me in the foyer. Her first words, “You look so cute in that outfit.”

Image courtesy of wikipedia.org - women wearing Knickerbockers

Image courtesy of wikipedia.org – women wearing Knickerbockers


At that moment, I dropped to the floor, crying, kicking and screaming. This was the beginning of my tirade. “Why are you doing this to me? Why are you trying to embarrass me? Everyone will laugh at me! I look so stupid! I’m not going to school!”

My mother was never one to put up with such an outburst. At 5’1″ and a petite frame, she was a force to be reckoned with. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me to my feet. “Dry up.” I remember her saying. “You’re going to wear that outfit and I don’t want to hear another word.”

She drove me to school in silence. Typically, I rode the school bus, but it came and left as I threw my fit. During the ride, I realized I was going to be late. I would have to walk into the class while everyone was already at their desks. All eyes would be on me. I never like being the center of attention, especially when I was dressed like a freak.

My face was on fire when I entered the classroom. Everyone watched me as I took a seat at my desk. I was already dreading recess since that meant I would have to get out of my chair.

A funny thing happened as we filed out of class and onto the playground. My friend said, “I love that outfit.” Another girl, who I didn’t know that well said, “I wanted boots like that, but my mom wouldn’t buy them for me.” I smiled. Maybe my mom was right, maybe this was a cute outfit.

On this Mother’s Day, I’d like to say thank you Mom, for loving me in spite of my occasional tantrums. Thank you for always knowing what was best for me. I’m thankful to have a mother who is also my best friend.

My beautiful mother with my father.

My beautiful mother with my father.

Wishing everyone a Happy Mother’s Day weekend!

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Author: Jill Weatherholt

My name is Jill Weatherholt and I’m a writer. I have a full-time job, but at night and on the weekend, I pursue my passion, writing. I write modern stories about love, friendship and forgiveness. I started this blog as a way to share my journey toward publication and to create a community for other new writers. Raised in the Washington, DC area, I’ve lived in Charlotte, North Carolina since 2004. I hold a degree in Psychology from George Mason University and a Certification in Paralegal Studies from Duke University. My first book, SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE, published by Harlequin Love Inspired released on February 21, 2017 and is available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.com. I was the first place winner in the Dream Quest One Short Story Contest in the Winter 2014-2015 competition. In 2014, I placed second in Southern Writers Magazine Short Story Contest. I was also a top ten finalist in Southern Writers Magazine Short Story Contest in 2012 and 2013. I’m a 2010 and 2012 winner of the NaNoWriMo Contest. I love to connect readers, visit me at jillweatherholt.com

101 thoughts on “Mother Knows Best

  1. Nice Jill! I’m going to steal that for a short story idea. You must have had nice classmates that weren’t ready to mock every little thing. God we’d be scared to even get a haircut when I was that age because you’d have to face the crowing from your so-called friends 😦

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    • Ha ha…I also remember being scared of getting a haircut, Roy. My mom used to cut our hair in short pixie cuts and we wanted long hair. You’re right though, those “friends” could be brutal.
      Have a great weekend!

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  2. How sweet! Happy Mother’s Day to your mom, too 🙂

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  3. Aww. What a great photo of your parents. Jill, I can recall throwing a tantrum or two over clothes so I feel your pain! I’m glad though that you were complimented on it.

    My mom also never put up with tantrums. It was her way or the highway. She’s 5′ 2″ and fiesty!

    Happy Mother’s Day weekend!!!

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    • Thanks, Linda! I have to admit, I posted their picture without permission…I hope they don’t sue. 🙂
      As we’ve gotten to know each other over the past year or more, I realize our childhoods were very similar. My mom was the same, but 5’1″…I passed her up in the 5th grade. She dealt with me and my sister’s nonsense so my dad didn’t have to come home from work and hear the latest drama. She was tough. I would NEVER think of talking back to her.
      I hope you have a great Mother’s Day weekend!

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  4. Loving that story, Jill! You were quite the fashion icon thanks to her! My mom is also petite and fierce. What is it about these small women? LOL.

    Tu mama es muy bonita y tu papa muy guapo! Your mom looks so young too! Of course you are a beauty, taking after those two handsome people! Have a lovely weekend, Jill! xo

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  5. I threw a huge fit over a bright green rain jacket my mom made me wear. Now I would love it. Funny how we react as kids. Happy Mother’s day to everyone!

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  6. My mom was petite as well—I think that might be a wonderful parenting “trait”! Happy Mother’s Day to everyone!

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  7. You? Tantrums? I can’t believe it! My mother took a different approach. She was also a no nonsense mother. None of that preserving self esteem stuff for her. She was kind and nurturing though. I came out of the womb with a will to make my own clothing decisions and mostly my mother let me. Of course, I went to parochial school so that was all uniforms but she let me do penny loafers, saddle shoes, plaid sneakers, skin tight black crop pants which I wore all the time and more. I do notice there is a shoe pattern here. Hmmmm. Happy Mother’s Day to you and your mother.

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    • Thanks, Kate! Yes, I did have a few tantrums, but this one has remained vivid in my memory, so it must have been a dozy. 🙂
      Ha ha…I have no doubt you were a handful with your “skin tight black crop pants.”
      Have a great weekend!

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  8. I love that photo of your parents! And thanks for a lovely share ~ I bet you looked cute in those go go boots.

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    • Aw, thanks Nancy. As I mentioned above, I didn’t give my parents advance notice about posting the picture. When I told my mother today, she was very curious as to which picture and wanted to know if she looked okay. 🙂
      Oh those boots…I probably ended up wearing them until the heels wore off.
      Have a great weekend!

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  9. What a lovely story, Jill. I needed to “dry up” after reading it. By the way, I love Knickerbockers. My sister had some variation of them (Pedal pushers I think) when we were little and I wished my parents had bought me a pair too.
    Happy Mothers’ Day to your Mom.

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    • Thanks, Rajni! Oh yes, I remember pedal pushers. I think they were a like longer shorts. The Knickerbockers had elastic of some sort that gathered just above the knee.
      I hope you and your daughter have a wonderful Mother’s Day!

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  10. Knickerbockers (don’t you just love that word?!) I remember wearing those! I think mine were in plush velvet and I think I enjoyed prancing about in them too – yikes! 🙂
    beautiful post thank you for the share Jill. I can definitely see the family resemblance and have I mentioned yet that I love your new profile pic? red is your colour.

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    • Thank you, Yolanda! At 75 years old, I think my parents look great and thankfully, they are healthy.
      Ha ha! That’s hilarious… plush velvet Knickerbockers! It sounds as though you were right at home wearing your Knickerbockers. I don’t think I ever got comfortable wearing them. I wish you had been in my class back then, I might have pranced too! 🙂
      Happy Mother’s Day!

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  11. What a wonderful story this is Jill! Your mom certainly did know best! We always wore school uniform all through school so what we wore was never an issue, except for middle school when I started bucking the trend by adding skirts that were midi-length (it was the 70’s after all!) and platform shoes! I’m so glad that you weren’t teased and that your friends liked your outfit, phew, what a relief! I have to say, by your description you were very ‘bang on trend’ as they say here, so great kudos to your mother 😉
    What a lovely photo of your mom and dad. Wishing you a really lovely Mother’s Day with your mom and family Jill and catch up with you soon 🙂 xoxoxo

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    • Thanks, Sherri! My mom knew best then and she still does. 🙂
      Oh my, I can picture you in a mini skirt and your platform shoes! If you have any photos, you must post them. The young Diane Sawyer…no doubt you were ‘bang on trend’ too! I love that!
      Have a wonderful weekend! I hope you enjoy a little rest and relaxation. xoxoxo

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      • Ahh…yes, your mom certainly does that, there is nobody like our moms/mums 🙂
        HaHa!!! The young Diane Sawyer…I’m laughing out loud now Jill!!! What with my frizzy hair, beanpole legs and flat chest I can’t even imagine I looked like her 😉 Still, you never know what photos I just might come up with…;-)
        Thanks Jill, and you too…deep breath… 🙂 xoxoxo

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  12. Laughter, tears, and more tears! I can remember having those same things happen with my mother and then my friends liking my clothes, too! Wild, huh? You’re so fortunate to still have your mom. My mom was my best friend, too, Jill (as far as women friends.) My husband is my best friend actually, but I think you know what I mean. 🙂 Have a wonderful Mother’s Day. Your post made my day!

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  13. I don’t remember throwing tantrums (though I’m sure I did), but I do remember being able to put on a masterful pout. I would’ve put one on alongside you that day. No one likes to feel uncomfortable with what they’re wearing–child or not. But it looks like it worked out for the best. Score one for Mom!

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  14. The grand entrance cracked me up – we sure didn’t know how to think ahead at that age, did we? I love seeing pictures of people’s parents and seeing how features morph. Good-looking couple – no surprise there! By the way, I think your father’s beautiful, too!

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    • Looking back, rather than playing the clarinet, I should have enrolled in drama class. That particular morning, I could have won an Academy Award for my performance. 🙂
      Oh Shel, my dad will love you! I can’t wait to hear what he says about your comment. He does look pretty good, doesn’t he? 🙂
      Happy Mother’s Day!

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  15. I’m so glad your story had a happy ending! It brought back feelings of insecurity from my school days. Happy Mother’s Day to your Mom!

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  16. I just don’t remember any tall mothers from our generation. How did they grow up to be so smart? Thank goodness you didn’t say anything that would have betrayed your feelings once you walked into the room. Happy Mother’s Day to your beautiful and smart Mom.

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    • Thank you, Georgette! You’re right, I don’t recall many tall mothers either, but those short ones…watch out! I’m 5’8” and my mom is 5’1″, but I’m still looking up to her. 🙂
      Wishing you a fabulous Mother’s Day!

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  17. I fear that my mother’s fashion decisions for me weren’t as successful as yours!

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  18. Well,
    YOUR mother may have been right, but MINE never was when I had to wear outfits I didn’t like. However, tantrums weren’t permitted in our house . . . until my sister came along.
    And later my daughter threw tantrums when I made her wear clothes she didn’t like.
    Thanks for the story — it made me laugh. What is it about mothers and daughters and clothes?
    Theresa

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    • My mother has always had a good sense of fashion, I just didn’t realize it as a child. I thought her choice of outfits for me was a way of punishing me for something…obviously I was clueless.
      Like your mother, my mother didn’t put up with tantrums. On that particular morning, I was definitely pushing the limits.
      I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day, Theresa!

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  19. It’s always good to have a mom who will love us no matter what.

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  20. I love the “Dry up!” reply. I’ve never heard it before, but it’s wonderful. Seriously, though, I can’t imagine pairing up Knickerbachers with Go-Go boots—oh, please, show us a picture!–but the picture of your parents is a beauty!
    Happy Mother’s Day to the mother whose “Dry Up” command was a perfect answer for a tantrum!

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    • Perhaps “Dry up” was a West Virginia thing, Marylin. I’ll have to check with my mom, but I do remember that phrase being spoken many times during my childhood.
      Ha ha…I wanted to post a picture because there is a picture. It was taken on Christmas Eve. My sister and I, both in Knickerbockers and Go-Go boots, were posing by the Christmas tree. The photo was originally on a “slide”…if you recall slides back in the 70’s, then my dad had all of the slides put onto CDs. I didn’t have time to go through all of the CDs in search of that photo, but I wanted to, Marylin.
      Thank you for your sweet comment. Wishing you and your beautiful mother a Happy Mother’s Day!

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  21. How gorgeous, Jill! Happy Mother’s Day to you as well 😀

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  22. Wonderful story, Jill. It’s amazing what our mothers put up with when we were all kids. You are blessed to have a great mom. I’m blessed as well, not only to have had a great mom but that she is still here and doing well and I’ll have the opportunity to talk with her tomorrow. Hope you have a fantastic weekend!

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    • Thanks, Dave! Oh yes, our mothers deserve medals.
      You’re right, I’m very blessed, as are you. I’m so happy to hear you’ll be able to wish your mother a Happy Mother’s Day. I’m sure she’s very proud of her son.
      Have a great weekend!

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  23. When I look at photos from my early childhood, I feel pain at the hideousness of my clothes. Yikes. I was too dumb to care what anyone thought!

    Come to think of it, I’m still too dumb to care what anyone thinks.

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  24. My mother used to make my clothes. That is a whole other level of shame. The outfit sounds totally cute.

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    • Yikes! I can only imagine. 🙂 You need to write a post about this.
      Well, in the eyes of a loving mother, the outfit was cute, as for me, despite my friends approval, the jury is still out.
      Have a great weekend!

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  25. A lovely tribute to your Mom, Jill, and a happy Mother’s Day to her from England! Your tantrum made me smile – I remember a similar incident with my mother, on a shopping trip to buy me a winter coat. I was about eight and she had selected a grey trench coat style for me which I hated because I had seen a cerise coat sporting a faux leopard fur collar which I thought was far more exciting. It was to be my first fashion mistake.

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  26. That has to be the cutest story…(as well as the outfit I’m sure). 😀 Your mother sounds like a delightful lady. A tiny little Amazon who is “a force to be reckoned with”. LOL Love it. No wonder you turned out so well. I hope your Mother’s day and your mom’s is the best ever. 🙂 ((HUGS))

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  27. What a great story, Jill. I had a good laugh at your description of the outfit. Sounded like something Jan Brady would have worn 🙂
    Reminds me of a weekend trip to Columbus, Ohio we took recently, when my teen came down the stairs all set to go to the airport in a worn t-shirt and a baggy pair of flannel pajama pants. I took one look at the outfit and told her to march right back up the stairs and change into something presentable (no such thing for a teenager, btw). An argument ensued, of course, and I eventually decided this was a battle not worth fighting. She went to the airport looking like she’d just rolled out of bed, while I tried to get over myself. “Nobody cares, Mom,” she said again and again. Yeah, she was probably right. Hope you enjoy a great Mother’s Day weekend with your family.

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    • Ha ha! Oh yes, Gwen, the outfit was pure Brady Bunch! Of course, even today, as my mom and I discussed this post and the outfit, she said, “You were very stylish and cute in that outfit.” 🙂
      Now I’m having a good laugh. What a great story, Gwen. Hey, the child puts comfort first. I see adults in their pajamas at the mall, at least being a teenager gives her a pass.
      I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day, Gwen!

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  28. Aw… I love a good ending. This is a great story.

    The question remains, was it your last tantrum?

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  29. This was excellent in two ways, you realized you made a scene all over ‘nothing’ and secondly, your mother was a cool Mom! She made you wear it, stuck to her guns and I like the way you said, “She was a force to reckon with!” I think your Mom and Dad are a ‘cute couple!’ We were blessed with parents who dressed us nicely and wanted us to be presentable. I feel bad for people who didn’t have money or didn’t have parents who cared! We were certainly blessed, Jill! I loved this story and so appropriate for Mother’s Day, hope yours is wonderful, Jill!

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    • Thank you, Robin. I’m happy you enjoyed my trip down memory lane.
      Oh yes, my mother ruled, she never backed down. At the time, I couldn’t appreciate it, but now, I’m so thankful she stuck to her guns.
      Yes, we were very blessed, Robin. At my job, I see children who aren’t as blessed, it’s very sad.
      I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day!

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      • I didn’t know you saw children in your job, I must need to go back to the beginning and read again some of your personal stories, Jill. I am so glad that you recognize that we were blessed, seeing other children hungry, not taken care of, other examples can be so hard to think about. My Mom liked me to wear longer dresses and skirts, so I would walk out the door, roll them up (if I could) and wear them! One time I came back home, forgot to unroll the skirt and got into trouble! She was a cool high school teacher but a strict mother, sometimes! It was teach us to respect ourselves, I guess! Smiles, Robin

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  30. Even if they don’t succeed, you gotta give mom’s credit for trying. Just difficult to do at that age. 🙂 Hope you have a wonderful weekend Jill!

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    • Looking back, she was right and I’m thankful she stuck to her guns that day and many days afterward.
      Just a little taste of what you and your wife can look forward to. 🙂 Have a great weekend, Phillip!

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  31. If you can’t recall a tantrum until third grade, your mother got lucky. Wow. Of course, she probably wouldn’t have allowed them, by the sounds of things, which is why you have turned out so terrific. Yay for your mom.

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    • Thank you, Renee… that’s sweet. Yes, my mom was tough, not abusive or anything like that, she just demanded respect, which my sister and I gave her…most of the time. 🙂
      I’m sending some special thoughts and prayers to you on this Mother’s Day, Renee. xoxo

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  32. My mum was no softie, either, Jill. I don’t think they were, back in the day. You definitely knew who was boss 🙂

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  33. Happy Mother’s Day to you and your mom!
    My earlier post did not go through.
    I can’t imagine you throwing a tantrum 😄

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  34. Ah that’s a nice story. Mums definitely know best… sometimes, not always! I know I make plenty of mistakes, but then it’s the hardest job in the world so it’s only inevitable! Great post, Jill. Hope you had a great day x

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  35. I admit, I did feel sad when I heard about you being told to “dry up” and forced to wear the clothes your mother wanted, but I’m glad to hear that you benefited from the relationship.

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  36. Jill what a gorgeous story I remember those knickerbockers too. When I was growing up they made a comeback in velvet, oh I thought I was pretty cool in mine.

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  37. Great story, dear lady. All the best…

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  38. Aw what a great Mother’s Day post. 🙂

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  39. Hahaha, of course she was right! My goodness, I would have loved an outfit like that!!! Sometimes Mom has to teach us taste ;).

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  40. Had to come check it out again. Love this story!

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