Every day, I wake up and try to convince myself that TODAY is going to be the day! I'm going to be a good mom....
Well, my son (aka S2) is 4, and I felt that like twice since he was born... one... the day I knew he was fine when he hit his nose and husband freaked out and rushed to ER (you know, that mom 6th sense feeling) and the other time... I cannot remember.
Well, today I already messed up because while I write this, S2 is playing video games... I decided to write this blog last year... and this is my first post.
I tweet almost everyday(@yakalita)... most of my tweets talk about my life as a mom... my failures, my son, my home, and is very nice to read "wow, u are a great wife or mom" for something that takes 140 characters to explain and a stranger to read.
Anyways... the big thing today is that I vacuumed my house... and later I'm going to the store. One good point for the stay home mom.... minus 2 because S2 has been playing xbox since 10:45 am...
Once again... I don't understand why other moms are perfect... they have happy kids, happy husbands, happy dogs, happy everything.
My house is messy, we are the only ones in the neighborhood without a pet, and my front yard looks perfect for Halloween.
Oh well... tomorrow, I'm sure I can try to do it better.
Why do we do this to ourselves?! I do the same thing. "Tomorrow I will get up and be Holly Homemaker and make dinner and have the house perfect and teach the kids German!" Seriously? I can barely wake up sometimes!
ReplyDeleteI have 6 kids (5 of them have flown the coop), 3 dogs, 1 hubby and a whole house full of mess! I have asked my kids if I failed them and they said that no matter how I did things, they always knew I loved them! That's was counts. I bet that S2 and your hubby think your perfect!
ReplyDeleteI totally understand where you are coming from. My oldest....b1... has a fascination with video games....and I have a hard time keeping him away from the tv reguardless. When my youngest, L2, was brought home to my mess of a house....with four dogs, eight chickens, and a betta fish with a constant dirty fishbowl....b1 started peeing on piles of clothes...because, quote ~I wanted to ~ end quote I admit that his time that was always spent with me was cut down to bath and bed time for upwards of eight weeks...but I still see that I'm not perfect and it kills me. I wake up every morning and know that I'm not gonna get the dishes done or vacuum the floor and I totally not ready to be ok with it. I guess some of us could use a stiff one or a zoloft...lol me, I'm just not ok with it, but can't seem to change it by days end. :(
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