A+ Mommy

The Radical Housewife

I think I’m beating a dead horse here as the saying goes. We’ve all heard the stories. We’ve read the articles and most of us all of us have been victim of a comment at one point or another. Mommy wars are real. And they’re nasty!

I’m an A+ mom! Not to toot my horn or anything but you know, I’ve got it all figured out. Said no mom truthfully…ever. One thing that really grinds my gears is when we start dishing out advice as if it’s the written truth of parenting. It’s been said a thousand times but no two children are the same, sorry, not even identical twins! Every child will have differences somewhere down the line and the same goes for families. I can’t imagine what goes through a person’s head when they begin telling you the “right” and “wrong” ways to go about things.

So, what’s my point? We all have “those days” and I’m no exception. My mommy brain takes over and all of the sudden we are climbing into bed and I’m asking myself what the heck did I do today?

-I get into the car every single morning and have to check if I remembered my cell phone. 2km down the road, I’ll have to check again because I can’t remember the first time I checked if it was there.

-If my kids are sick, I'm at the pharmacy before you can blink. If I'm sick, I wait until I can barely function before seeing a doctor. 

Clear example- noon and still in pj's! 

-Some weekends the only reason we get out of pajamas is because the boys want to go outside and I don’t want all that dirt in their pj’s that they can possibly wear a second night. That is just a waste of laundry!

-Some Saturdays we only change out of pj’s 30 minutes before Hubby gets home (to make it look like we got dressed for the day) because the weather was too bad to be outside and I said screw it.

-I constantly tell my nanny not to put our laundry away and that I’ll do it myself after work because I’m OCD about how I want it done. Then the laundry sits for 3 days in a basket and eventually she does it herself. This means every weekend I spend about an hour repacking our closets.

-I REFUSE to drink cold coffee. Sorry this metaphor is one not applying to this mom! I can down a cup of coffee in less than a minute if necessary so if your butt needs wiped, it’s waiting until my coffee is done. It’s about the only luxury I get each day!

-I will forever be a late person! If it wasn’t that I ride to town with Hubby in the mornings, I’d be late to work. He has to be at the office an hour before me, so we go there to drink coffee before I head to work. Yet, still, I’m the first one up and we barely manage to make it out the door each day on time. I’m not a morning person!

-I’m not a night person either! Ideally, I’m asleep by 8:30 each night. Once the boys are back in school, I’ll start packing bags and making lunches at night. However, for now, I leave it until morning. I’d really rather drink a cup of coffee after dinner and have a smoke and park on the couch the rest of the night while playing with the boys.

-We have a rack for our keys but if I drive I very rarely remember to hang them up. Hubby moans and I go looking for the keys (that are most likely in my pocket) so I can put them where they belong. Then when I go to drive again, I’ll spend 20 minutes looking for the keys that are hanging up in the first place.

And you can quote me on that!

-If the school sends home papers to be signed, you can believe I’m going to forget. Even if I set an alarm in the morning to remind me before leaving, somehow they won’t be signed. I have given this task over to Hubby for good reasons.

Despite all these things, I love my boys with everything inside of me and Hubby too! I could spend hours watching them play together in the dirt outside or take walks around the property. I love lazy Saturdays with them spent painting and colouring and really don’t give a rats kabooty if I leave my dishes undone so I can build an airplane from blocks with them.

We don’t do everything perfect. I’m now a week into trying to wean LJ from me and we’re still waking up constantly in the night and feel too guilty to put him in his bed to cry when I’ve already taken one comfort away. Lil Mister has regressed in his potty training again after the move and it drives me up the wall but I figure he knows how to do it right and this is his way of saying something he can’t. So I continually tell him it’s wrong and move forward in trying it all over again.

We dance around in our socks to music way too loud, eat breakfast for dinner at least once a week, and laugh and tickle as often as we can! Their smiles are more important to me than scrubbed windows and if the only way I’m getting a hot bath is if they’re in it with me, then so be it!

Moms, it’s about memories. It’s about happiness and love. Stop letting others get you down! Stop comparing yourself because you’re not organic, or cloth diapering (because I sure as heck don’t want to scrub those things) or because you WANT to work! Just stop.

You are beautifully and wonderfully made in Christ and He made you Mom to these children because it was the task for YOU! You’re not asking your neighbour to come take a look if you’re achieving that kama sutra position correctly so why the heck are they telling you that you’re time out method is wrong? 

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XOXxx

Shana Danae..