Let me begin by saying that this very well doesn't apply to most of you. I know there are lots of moms who have it all together and do perfect little mommy things and love every minute of it. But then there are women like me. I know they're out there. Tired, walking around with awfully neglected hair and mysteriously stained clothes, wondering how they forgot to pack diapers yet again.
We'll just pretend this is the Mommy Confessional.
I have stood outside my car for several minutes in the pouring rain just to enjoy the silence for a moment before getting my screaming children out.
I have dumped turds into the toilet and then put a diaper back on my daughter when I forgot to pack any.
I have let my daughter leave the house wearing pink cowboy boots with orange sweatpants and a red shirt.
I have bribed my child with suckers.
I have let my babies co-sleep with us. Both of them at once on occasion. And I happen to love it.
I have mourned the loss of my life before kids. Often, I miss when we saw movies and slept and had quiet dinners without a little person on our laps.
I have blamed a bad mood on the stage they are currently in and failed to acknowledge a fever or other such illness until it is very obvious.
I have sent Lunchables with my daughter for lunch more often than not. And I serve non-organic fruits and veggies sometimes.
I have let my kids watch several hours of TV over the course of a day. This is my only quiet time considering our kids wake up when we do and stay up late. I tell myself that it has educational value.
I have never had a schedule for the kiddos. Not even sure where I'd start with that project.
I have forgotten to send my child a blanket to school for naps. She uses the "class blankie" which is fine by her since she isn't attached to anything.
I have let my child eat something she has dropped on our floor. We try to prevent this in public places to the best of our abilities.
I have taken my child to the mall even though she has been sick. Sometimes stir crazy gets the best of my judgement.
I have entirely neglected my husband. Maybe he still has needs and wants and wishes, but I am way too tired and overwhelmed to pay much attention. Poor guy. Hoping this can improve once the babies are a bit older and the boy quits nursing 24/7.
I have completely ignored milestone charts and growth charts. My kids are doing great thankyouverymuch. I am also not interested in playing "compare our kids."
I have wished that I had a bathroom in a child proofed fort surrounded by alligators and guarded by the marines so I could just enjoy a kid free bath once in a blue moon. Ditto for the toilet. I do not need a teeny voice announcing what bodily functions I am taking care of at the moment.
Anyone have anything else they'd like to get off their chest?
We'll just pretend this is the Mommy Confessional.
I have stood outside my car for several minutes in the pouring rain just to enjoy the silence for a moment before getting my screaming children out.
I have dumped turds into the toilet and then put a diaper back on my daughter when I forgot to pack any.
I have let my daughter leave the house wearing pink cowboy boots with orange sweatpants and a red shirt.
I have bribed my child with suckers.
I have let my babies co-sleep with us. Both of them at once on occasion. And I happen to love it.
I have mourned the loss of my life before kids. Often, I miss when we saw movies and slept and had quiet dinners without a little person on our laps.
I have blamed a bad mood on the stage they are currently in and failed to acknowledge a fever or other such illness until it is very obvious.
I have sent Lunchables with my daughter for lunch more often than not. And I serve non-organic fruits and veggies sometimes.
I have let my kids watch several hours of TV over the course of a day. This is my only quiet time considering our kids wake up when we do and stay up late. I tell myself that it has educational value.
I have never had a schedule for the kiddos. Not even sure where I'd start with that project.
I have forgotten to send my child a blanket to school for naps. She uses the "class blankie" which is fine by her since she isn't attached to anything.
I have let my child eat something she has dropped on our floor. We try to prevent this in public places to the best of our abilities.
I have taken my child to the mall even though she has been sick. Sometimes stir crazy gets the best of my judgement.
I have entirely neglected my husband. Maybe he still has needs and wants and wishes, but I am way too tired and overwhelmed to pay much attention. Poor guy. Hoping this can improve once the babies are a bit older and the boy quits nursing 24/7.
I have completely ignored milestone charts and growth charts. My kids are doing great thankyouverymuch. I am also not interested in playing "compare our kids."
I have wished that I had a bathroom in a child proofed fort surrounded by alligators and guarded by the marines so I could just enjoy a kid free bath once in a blue moon. Ditto for the toilet. I do not need a teeny voice announcing what bodily functions I am taking care of at the moment.
Anyone have anything else they'd like to get off their chest?
I wish for bedtime A LOT. For both of us. I also don't have a problem with feeding my daughter things that are not organic. In my eyes, every other day "they" say one thing is good for us and the next day "they" say it gives us Cancer.
ReplyDeleteWow , love it ! So honest I too confess to hours of tv , my son is almost 3 and he's still drinking a bottle .. I stopped breast feeding in August he was 25 months I'm just happy it's not my nipples anymore so I let him have the bottle .. My son doesn't wear a diaper at home at all , it's easier to try and potty train him that way .. He still asks for a diaper when he poops so I let him wear one .. We still co sleep and I don't always feed my son the healthiest food
ReplyDeleteIs it my turn?? Yay! Okay.. Lets see here:
ReplyDelete1. My son loves (I mean, LOVES to be around other children his age) but I don't want anymore kids and therefore a sibling is out of the question for him.
2. I completely neglect my husband... We haven't had sex in over 2 months because I am so afraid of getting pregnant and then having to worry about it all month long until my period shows up. Not to mention that I'm tired and if you gave me the option of sleep or sex... I would pick sleep every day of the year.
3. I haven't taken my son for a "well baby" check up in over a year. He's only had two sets of vaccines. I hated to hold him down and it made his sleeping schedule even worse (if that's even possible) so I don't even know his developmental stats? -- side note: I DO take him to our family doctor if he is sick though.
4. I too, miss the days before we had a child. I have not stayed out past 11 pm in almost 2 1/2 yrs. That's unHEARD of for us.
5. I never remember diapers either. I don't even have a diaper bag. My old college backpack usually has a couple of diapers in it and that stays in my car. We've had to use swim diapers before in a pinch while we were out eating at a restaurant. The booth we were sitting in got peed all over because swim diapers suck. I hope they cleaned it good before the next patrons sat there. :l
Wow../ that felt good. We should do this more often! : )
Haha this makes me laugh because we have definitely done many of things on the list as well. Once you actually have kids, the "I would never..." list grows smaller and smaller. E has lately enjoyed eating snow that is tracked into the house by our shoes...and I let her. Disgusting, yes, but it provides a few moments of entertainment. :)
ReplyDeleteOh and yeah...I let my child chew on our dirty shoelaces (the shoes that are by the door) sometimes because at least she's sitting still for a minute..:)
ReplyDeleteThis post cracks me up, and I am loving reading the comments too. I recently put Grayson in school 5 days/week to save my sanity. He throws up every morning and sometimes I don't go in his room right away. I let him chew on anything he wants. I could go on and on...ha.
ReplyDeleteI have plenty of my own. I yell. A lot. I clearly have no idea what I am doing with two year olds even though I DO THIS FOR A LIVING! What the HELL?! Let's see, my kids were never going to watch TV before they turned 3...Jackson watches over an hour a day most days. Jason and I were just daydreaming about the days we could just go take a nap, or watch a movie, when we had days off together...so yeah, I do miss PARTS of those days with no children. We all have the these things. I stopped posting A LOT on fb because I was SO DAMN SICK of moms posting all their beautiful, educational, inspirational moments with their kids...and then they let reality stay behind closed doors. So I decided I wasn't going to be THAT mom, idealizing motherhood or trying to show everyone what a great mom I was by posting all about my lovely life (that of course does not include any yelling, tantrums or spankings). So I LOVE This! Preach on, momma! THIS is motherhood!
ReplyDeleteProbably my least stellar moment as a mom was when my daughter threw up, but I couldn't tell for sure that she had since I was in the driver's seat, she was in the rear-facing car seat behind me, I didn't smell anything (the scrambled eggs were too freshly eaten), and I wasn't sure I'd heard anything, and I was driving around in the middle of nowhere MN absolutely lost trying to find my cousin's place for Christmas. When I finally stopped to ask for directions (which were of no help, since the street google told me to look for *wasn't called by that name when it intersected the highway*) at a gas station, I saw her sititng in the back covered in half-eaten egg, and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it until I arrived. When I finally did, thank goodness my dad answered the door, because I had a real "I want my mommy" moment, and handed Gwen off to Grandma to get cleaned up because I just couldn't do it myself.
ReplyDeleteInstead, I went into another bathroom and cried because I'd left my baby covered in vomit while I drove around (and this was only the second time she'd ever thrown up, the first time having been earlier that morning), and was consoled by my other cousin who had also dealt with stomach flu en route, but in her case, she threw up on her daughter.
I suddenly felt like a much better parent. :)
Oh and quite often I let my daughter tear up old magazines to entertain herself. Like how I keep coming back and confessing? haha
ReplyDeleteThis is so funny that you posted this. I have been thinking of all the things I wanted to post in my blog under a title called Confessions of a Twin Mom. Some will include actually being excited to go to work when all I ever wanted to be was a stay at home mom, wondering how I'm going to survive life for the next 2 years (terrible two's and horrific three's or whatever that saying is) and I also have days that I miss life before kids. You feel so guilty for saying it, but it is the harsh truth and I honestly think every mom feels this way at some point and they are just lying to the world.
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