Showing posts with label confessions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label confessions. Show all posts

Monday, January 5, 2009

Confessions of a Bad Mommy #6

1.  Some of the toys from Nico's b-day and Christmas went straight to the Salvation Army.

2.  One time, after a particularly heinous day, I was laying on the couch, face down and Joe asked me what I was doing.  I said I was picturing our life without kids.  (These comments tend to really throw Joe for a loop!)

3.  Today when I was cutting up things for dinner with a very sharp knife I actually started banging the knife against the counter because if I didn't use the counter I was afraid I would do bodily harm to my child.  I probably looked like a maniac.  Such a bad, bad mommy moment!  She kept interrupting during play by yourself time (after two weeks with daddy at home and little routine, it takes awhile to get back......for all of us!).  

4.  When I was doing my bi-yearly dusting for Nico's party I stopped halfway through the house.  Dusting pains me.  It really does, I felt I couldn't go on any further.

5.  I don't separate my laundry.  This drives Joe insane but he rarely mentions it because I haven't dyed anything and frankly, he doesn't have to do it.  As Amanda says the laundry fairy visits each day and really, who wants to question such good fortune!

Friday, December 5, 2008

Confessions of a Bad Mommy #3

1.  When watching "Follow That Bird" (for the 100th time) I find myself becoming attracted to Gordon when he's singing something about there ain't no road too long. (If the feeling starts to get out of control I simply think of him talking about going numero uno and numero dos in Elmo's Potty Time and any feelings of attraction immediately evaporate.)

2.  I didn't let my son eat eggs until he was 10-11 months old but he had his first taste of raw cookie dough when he was about 6 months - no cooked eggs but raw!

3.  I looked online to see if my beautiful baby boy was "obese"  - so many chubby baby comments that I started getting paranoid.  (No worries - until they are 2 you aren't even suppose to think about it unless their height and weight are drastically different - really different).

4.  I worry about getting pregnant for a third time because if my bladder gets any weaker we will have to buy diapers for 3 people in the household.  Speaking of diapers................

5.  My daughter will probably be the first kindergartner to wear diapers.  I find it to be very taxing to even think about potty training.  I only  change her diaper 3 times a day.  She poops every third day.  I don't worry about ever changing her sheets or clothes.  I mean that seems A LOT more convenient to me than all this going to the potty all the time.  I suppose my husband will make me try again soon.

6.  I HATE my vacuum cleaner - I mean I have a deep and abiding loathing for it.  I actually threw the attachments against the wall the other day (No children or husband home).  It will not sweep hard floors - hmmmm, where do I spend a lot of my time? - the kitchen - doing what? making a mess!  Very frustrating.......

7.  I call my brother-in-law when he is at work because I can't reach Joe during the day.  I have called about directions places, about dinners, about repairing household items - what item you may ask? why my horrid vacuum cleaner of course!  He has yet to complain about it..........

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Confessions of a Bad Mommy #2

1.  When I go to BK for my Coke Icee once a week I sometimes tell Fia that they are "out of" juice boxes because I only have enough money for my "mommy drink".
2.  I look through my husband's dresser to find money for my Coke Icees sometimes.
3.  I didn't buy anything for my son's first birthday.  (I sitll have time and might change my mind but really, he will get so much stuff.)
4.  I rarely cry anywhere except for the shower.  So when I hear something I find to be unbearably sad I immediately head to the shower - no one can hear me and I can cry and get it all out.  It is amazingly relaxing.
5.  I haven't dusted since........well, I can't even remember but I think it was June.
6.  When we were going to one of our friend's houses for a first birthday party my husband asked me what we got the little boy.  I said I am taking a salad and that was his present.  I hoped he liked croutons!  (The mom was totally ok with it - or so she said!)

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Confessions of a Bad Mommy #1

1.  I let my son play with a plunger in order to have a relaxing, five minute shower in the morning.
(He only touches the handle....)
2.  I take an afternoon nap at least 3-4 times a week.
3.  More often than not I am secretly planning out what I am going to be doing the minute I leave Fia's room while we are doing bedtime prayers together.
4.  I let Nico eat food he finds under his highchair.  Well, "let" is a strong word......I sometimes will look the other way if it's close to dinner and he just needs a little something to tide himself over.
5.  I have held my child in one arm and bent over a bit to spit on the kitchen floor to clean it.  I will see a spot, spit, rub it around with my sock and voila! a clean floor.  (Except for the one time when I had just taken a drink of coffee - it ended up getting the floor brown).
6.  I love being a stay at home mom because I have so much control over my day.  If we want to play and stay in pjs all day - we can.  If we want to get going early and stop and have a donut and coffee at MaryAnn's down the street - we can.   Each day has different and exciting possibilities!