Ten Reasons My Mother Is Just Like Molly Weasley
It’s Mother’s Day! That special day when we get to give dear old mum the spotlight and shower her with love and affection. Every year, we shine the light on the mothers of Harry Potter and give them a little love. Well, this year I wanted to do something a little different. Not only do I want to continue to give props to the ultimate mother, Molly Weasley, but I also want to give due credit to the brilliant, beautiful, and amazing woman who was lucky enough to have an equally spectacular daughter—my mother. Here are ten reasons my mother is just like Molly Weasley.
She has gorgeous ginger hair.
What else needs to be said? The Weasleys’ iconic ginger hair only helps Molly to stand out even more, just as my mother and her family. Sadly, the ginger gene was stronger in Molly than it is in my mother since I did not turn out to have flowing fiery locks like Ginny.
She gave me preferential treatment over my brothers.
Both Mom and Mrs. Weasley brought up all boys before being blessed with the daughter they wanted so much. Ginny and I are both the youngest and only girl, which obviously means our mothers both stopped at perfection! I never ran short of my brothers’ unjust claims of favoritism. After all, both women love all their children equally. They just like us girls better.
She is a master worrier.
If my mother had a clock like Molly Weasley, I’m not sure if it would have made my life easier or harder. It’s already bad enough that missing a call from my mom automatically puts her at Defcon 1 and incites an immediate hospital/morgue check. If she were able to look at something that tells her I was currently in great peril (i.e., driving to work in rush hour traffic or teetering on a chair to replace the living room light bulb for the hundredth time), the woman’s hair would go from flaming red to ghostly white in a matter of days! All joking aside, both women constantly fear the worst when it comes to their family. A mother’s worrying is never done.
You can’t get enough of her hugs.
You can look at Molly Weasley and just know she gives the best hugs ever. I know *I* wanted to fling myself into her warm and cuddly arms more than once. While I may never get to hug Molly, I know that my mother’s embrace is just as satisfying. Something about her hugs makes it feel as though she’s putting all the broken pieces back together, and when you see Molly hug Harry in the movies, you can see that’s exactly what she wants to do for him.
She’s easily spooked.
I don’t know what it is about my mother, but the woman is just the easiest person to sneak up on. Growing up, I was the source of many near-heart attacks (at no fault of my own!). I could stomp down the stairs, slam the door, whistle a song, and hit every object I pass on my way to her and the second I whispered, “Mom,” she still jumped into the rafters, screaming. With boys like Fred and George, I could imagine poor Molly was often put in similar situations. In fact, when I watched the scene in Order where the twins pop in behind her, I couldn’t help but smile as my mother came rushing to mind.
She’s a little scary.
All I have to say is thank Merlin my mother did not have access to any Howlers! Both of these mothers are loving and nurturing, there is no doubt about that, but they can also get downright scary when one of their kids pushes them too far. Not that Ginny and I would know, personally. I blame it all on the brothers of both families. Just like Molly was not having her boys put another toe out of line, my mother knew how to crack the whip and make us behave. Mostly.
She sticks to what she knows.
For Molly it was Weasley jumpers. Every year, without fail, she would give those she called family lumpy, handmade sweaters. Ron may have groaned about them (She knows he hates maroon!), but even he knew that she made every stitch with love. For my mother, it’s handmade afghans. Boxes and boxes of yarn line the hallway, filled with various shades and textures for her to make each blanket fit the personality of each family member (The woman has 18 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren alone.). Almost all of us have received about two blankets from her so far, and like Molly, I doubt she will stop any time soon. At least, she better not…
Friends? You mean adopted children!
The moment Harry stepped into her home, Molly treated him like he belonged to her his entire life. To Molly, family means more than just blood. He’s the seventh son, and she loves him without question. In my family, if one of us bring you home, then you are officially one of hers. Whether it be significant other or best friend, my mom will feed you—sometimes against your will—care for you, and even chastise you if you are being a prat. There is no capacity to the hearts of either of these women.
She’s a closet badass.
Like everyone else, I absolutely gushed when Molly cried out, “Not my daughter, you bitch!” and obliterated Bellatrix. The portly, unassuming housewife surprised us all by going full-on badass when her family was threatened. Well, my mother may not have had access to a wand to get her point across—count your blessings, Mr. Zuber—but that never stopped her from casting away the sweet and amiable nature and going full-on mama bear on someone until they were left trembling in a puddle of their own shame.
She’s the best mother ever.
Sorry, my dearest readers, but I have to say that I have the absolute best mother ever. Just as Molly Weasley is the mother-of-all-mothers in the Harry Potter universe, my mom is likewise in this one. Hmmm. I suppose that would actually mean they’re tied for the honor. Don’t worry, Mom. You’re in excellent company!
We all know just how amazing our mothers are, and though today is Mother’s Day, we should make a point to show them how much we love and appreciate them every single day. Make a phone call, have lunch with her, defeat a Dark Lord to keep her safe, or use your connections and secure a platform to write a silly fluff article about her and why she’s so awesome. She will love and remember the gesture, no matter how big or small it may seem. Most of all, remind her that everything she has ever done for you is not forgotten and that you love her to the moon and back.
Happy Mother’s Day from your MuggleNet children!
