I’m on vacation at the moment…and actually away from the computer…but lucky ducks, you get to still read some good stuff on here.
Today I picked an oldie but a goodie.
I’m sure at least one of you can relate. Please, oh please….just one of you….relate!
Ever have those days where you feel you slightly resemble Joan Crawford, and there is really not much difference between you and her when she yells “NO WIRE HANGERS….EVER!!!!!”
But instead, you hear yourself yelling, “NO MORE WHINING….EVER!” or “NO, I DONT WANT TO TALK TO YOUR CARS ANYMORE!!!!” or “I JUST WANT TO POOP ALONE!!!! (okay, maybe that last one is just me….)
Ya, it’s been one of those, um, months for me. Just call me Mommy Dearest.
Honestly, I have to agree with a friend of mine who said, “Motherhood is a calling.”
Somedays I have it, most days I don’t.
I envy those of you who are able to stay at home, keep the house clean, have your laundry done, cook dinner from scratch, and somehow you don’t even know what an antidepressant is.
Who are you people? How do you live such lives?
I don’t mean to complain. I don’t. I love that I get to stay home and be with my kids. I do.
No really. I love my life, I love my life….
But…..
Sometimes the grass is greener on the other side, and today I want to be on the green. Just today I want to talk to an adult who simply says what they have to say and they say it once. And to be around the kind of people who know what I mean when I say, “Jason is such a great dad. I really hope he gets the right girl this time,” ahhh, I mean, that would be the life!
And just once, just once when I flush the toilet, it would be so nice not to hear, “Was it a big one or a small one, Mom?”
I know it’s weird, but I don’t want to talk to a car that doesn’t talk back to me. I don’t want to hear the same phrase 40 times in five minutes. And I’d like to be spoken to in a tone other than high pitched whining.
Oh crap. Wait, what’s this oh so familiar “mom feeling” coming over me right now?
Guilt. (Like we don’t feel that enough…)
Okay, okay….
To be honest, it’s me. It’s not him. I’m the one with issues and stuff.
He was sweet today. I mean, he stayed by my side from morning till night and yet still felt that he needed to tell me, “I miss you, Mom,” every ten minutes.
Bad, bad mom for complaining.
Just call me Mommy Dearest.
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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hahaha. i remember when you first wrote this, it made me laugh then too…hope you are having a great time!
Oh how I feel you. I just told my son yesterday that:
1) it’s not all about him
2) Just Give Me Some Space!
and 3)No- Mommy is taking a break from you.
And that’s just in one day. And yes, I would also like to poop in peace.
You are not alone! 🙂
Amen sista!
Haha! I can tell you with 100% certainty that you are NOT the only one who likes a solitary bathroom experience!
My hat is off to SAHMs. I love my boy, but I think I might go nuts if I were a 24/7 caretaker. Oh, that sounded bad. I am happy I work and my kid goes to a home daycare. Here comes my mommy guilt!
My favourite post from you. So real, so true. I too am NO supermom. I have no idea how people keep a clean house and cook in the same day – everyday! And take care of the kids. And yes, going for a poo alone would be quite blissful, you know? Sigh. We need a glass of wine. Love ya!
That’s funny…and a little creepy too, because the wire hangers thing reminded me of the movie!
Very sweet though that he misses you when you are right there!
not a bad mommy for complaining at all. I feel the same way like every other day. Sometimes I just can’t stand my kids. I think that doesn’t make me (or you) bad it just makes me/us real.
There is no such thing as a bad mommy, just real and fake.
Get rid of that guilt – you’re normal!
Girlfrien….I have five of those high pitched whiners and so believe when I tell you I feel your pain! It really does get easier as they get older (my oldest is 10) but the laundry…I am thinking it will NEVER be caught up. And I am okay with that.
Actually, I’ve never liked “playing” with my kids. After 5 minutes of cars or dolls or whatever I’m about ready to fall asleep with boredom. I can do crafts and other things. But I always felt a little guilty about the play. Now I have enough kids that they can play with each other. 🙂 My Mom never let me call her Mother Dearest because of that movie!
Yep, that was my blog post today. Read if you dare…..
http://inmyminditisfunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/disappearing.html
My daughter sticks her face practically right under the bottom of the door, so close I can almost see her lips moving as she asks me “Mommy, are you going pee or crap?” (Such a nice, dainty word for a little girl. I have NO idea where she gets it from…)
I LOVED the movie Mommy Dearest when I was a kid. Oh, she was just the worst, wasn’t she? Then I rented the movie as an adult, and suddenly, she didn’t seem so bad anymore. Just normal. lol
My three kids are basically grown now (22, 20, 16) but when they were little, when I would try to go to the bathroom, they would all come through the door hitting it so hard it bounced off the wall behind it, reminding me ever so much of Lenny and Squiggy from Laverne and Shirley.
I’m not a mom yet but I used to work with 14 toddlers under the age of 4 so I do know a little about what you’re going through. It’s rough dealing with it day to day but the payoff you get when they smile at you and want to hug or kiss you is worth it. It fills you with a sense of accomplishment and worth knowing that the little one love you and look up to you. Take it from someone who may never be able to have kids of her own.
Thank you for making me laugh today. I feel like “Mommy Dearest” often…and the guild that comes with that…well ugh.
I am a single mom of an only child so we are sometimes connected at the hip. Please!! A moment in the bathroom alone? Only at work or 4 in the morning. I don’t even think she gets the idea of privacy for Mom at all. That’s my fault …but once in a while a moment in the bathroom alone would do me wonders, I think.
OMG I loved that movie and when I was mad at my mom I used to call her Mommy Dearest…because she did feed me the same thing for breakfast that I didn’t eat for Dinner! Whoa…flashback!
Stopping by for Saturday Slugfest or was it Sharefest?
great post! Those Stepford Wifey types hide in the closet and drink when no one’s looking!
Me? I just drink! LOL!
Have a great Saturday!
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