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Keeping it Real

November 13, 2013


     You may think the acronym AMA stands for the more common phrase American Medical Association; or Ask Me Anything; or for my French-Canadian friends, A Mon Avis (In My Opinion); or for my German friends Achszahlmeldeanlage (device for controlling the axis of a train); or for my Texas friends, the airport code for the Amarillo International Airport. There are hundreds of other AMA acronyms that have nothing to do with my blog today.  

This is what Advanced Maternal Age could look like without proper accountability!

This is what Advanced Maternal Age could look like without proper accountability!

 The one acronym that was brought to my conscious 10 years ago, and means the most, was Advanced Maternal Age. For those of you Mamas who bore your children near or after the age of 35, you know this acronym well. It’s a term that tells us what we already know. We waited to have kids – whether voluntarily or biologically. Now, I know there are probably studies done by scientists and doctors with impressive degrees as to why our pregnancies may become riskier as we mature, but what they don’t tell you is how this will affect you 10 years down the road.

     As I was applying my makeup this morning, my daughter observed a little something on my chin. “I think you need to pluck that one, Mom. It’s getting kinda long.” That’s right, you young moms won’t have to worry about your well-intentioned daughters keeping track of your hormonally-induced facial hair. Mostly, I wear the AMA label proudly, as I feel I am a more confident Mama that I would have been in my 20s. Which is why this morning, I laughed, thanked her, then plucked. 


Shannon is the stay-at-home Mama of one. But don’t ask her what she does all day. Between volunteering in the PTA, coaching volleyball, gardening, carpooling, writing (cheap therapy), publishing a book, and the business of everyday life, she has one foot in and the other out of the Mamasylum. She loves visitors, so get a day pass and visit her at or You can also email her at

  1. Okay, so here’s my contribution to this conversation. I had my first son at 22 and second at 31. Neither of them ever let a stray chin hair get by me. Now they’re 31 and 22.

    If perchance I should miss one, they say, Oh, Mom… and when I look they rub their chins as an old man would rub his gritty stubble.
    Like I need a reminder! 🙂

    Thanks, Shannon!

    Comment by Judith Cassis — November 28, 2013 @ 3:40 am
  2. Ha! And I thought it was a daughter thing! That would be awkward when your son lends you his razor 🙂 Thanks for sharing your hilarious experience, Judith!!!

    Comment by Mamasylum — December 3, 2013 @ 4:18 pm

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