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Dirty Little Secrets
I find myself more often than not, still struggling to balance being a mom with being a worker bee. Surely I should have figured this out by now. And let’s be honest, someone or something gets the short end of the stick and if you don’t agree then you are probably lying.
At least, I thought I’d have developed coping skills by now. All I have gotten good at is feeling guilty.
My dilemma isn’t new nor is it only me that struggles. I had on Oprah the other night as I lay in bed, writing emails, updating my kids Junior Giants reading log, and trying to get my online banking done (see what I mean?). Her show was on motherhood.
Moms from all over the country were airing their dirty little secrets; secrets that most won’t admit to. Secrets on how they get through the day. And while I’ve never peed in a diaper because I didn’t want to stop the car and wake my sleeping kids, I have definately cut corners. I was so inspired, I decided to come out of the closet and share a few of my many failures:
Daily baths. I suck at this, especially now that summer is here. My kids don’t get a bath every night. I’ve been known to let them swim after dinner and call it a bath. As long as the grease from the chicken nuggets comes off in the water, I declare them clean.
Reading. No, we haven’t been reading every night. Sometimes I am just too tired after a long day in the office. Thank goodness I have a full-fledged reader in my house, and I'm not talking about my husband. I’ve sent Abby in to read to Maddie several times this summer already.
Hair brushing. I expect my kids to brush their hair. I try and ask nicely, although I fail at that too. If they don't, we leave the house with screwed up hair. You won’t catch me in public with screwed up hair but you might catch my kids!
Fruits and Veggies. They don’t always make it on my plate and they don’t always make it on my kids’ plates. Sad but true.
So as long as we are being honest. These aren't really failures, they are just ways to get through the day. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
So, if you are brave, think about outing yourself. You might feel a little better. Or not.
Comments
Okay Melissa here goes:
My kids don't always wear clean socks. If they match and they aren't totally brown from dirt, they go back on the feet.
Sometimes they go to bed without brusing their teeth. If all I want is some peace and quiet at the end of a LONG day, I will send them to bed without a second thought to their teeth rotting and falling out (okay it may cross my mind but sometimes I am just done by the end of the day)
Sometimes I forget to check their "Tuesday" folder from school so we have missed talent show try-outs, book fairs, minimum day notices and probably a few other things that I don't know about.
They watch too much TV and stay up too late. On Friday nights when the work week is over and I am looking forward to my weekend full of house cleaning, laundry and grocery shopping, I let them watch tv from the minute we get home to the minute they fall asleep in front of it (without brushing thier teeth) so I can have one quiet, no kids arguing, no phone ringing, no tattling night of peace.
This are just a few things in the list of dirty little secrects I have as a full time working mother of three. I will say though that no matter what is going on - baseball, soccer, tumbling, whatever or wherever, we eat dinner together as a family at the table, or the ball field, or the car on the way to tumbling, or___________(fill in blank)
Yay Lisa! I need to add these to my list too!