Oh Crap! – Musings of an Unperfect Mommy

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October 12, 2013

Okay, raise your hand if you’ve never had a bad day in your parenting career. Oy, you waving your hand in the back – you can leave now….thank you. Now that she’s gone, we can talk.

This morning (Thursday) was one of those mornings. Trying to get the day’s laundry done, doing school, and one of your kids is sick and needs to call in to his place of employment as sick and it’s not going well. On top of that add making the promised grilled cheese sandwiches (which your twins decide to make on their own) and soup. This is where it got tricky.

After putting the sandwiches together, we realized that the large pan I usually make them in was still dirty (to my credit it was soaking). Then when it was time to set the table, we realized that I’d have to wash a few bowls and spoons because there wasn’t enough for everyone at the table. And my son was STILL trying to do his calling in. We finally got everything done and when I picked up the platter with the finished sandwiches, I realized it had been sitting on the burner I had heated the soup on. OUCH! I drop the platter but luckily every sandwich survived. THEN, we got to the table and find out that not enough bowls have been washed – still! What did I do? Got mad at my girls . By that time I’ve had it and I toss a dirty bowl into the sink to wash it and that’s when Katie starts crying. Bad mommy. Now I feel like crying.

So, I wash up two extra bowls and spoons and she is still crying. I apologize and take her to the couch in the back and we sit and talk about it. I apologize again, and I let her know that it really isn’t her fault, that mommy is just having a rough morning. And we ALL have rough days don’t we. I do not tell her to stop crying, but let her have a good cry. She needs it. We talk a little more about bad days and then she wipes her eyes and goes back to the table to eat. After lunch, luckily, the rest of the day goes much more smoothly. And I have my husband pick up chocolate at the store later. :-)

Am I supermom because I have 8 children? Absolutely not! Last week I was in a local store and the checker gal, who has “known” me over the last 10 years ago, asked me if I ever got mad or yelled at the kids. I took a deep breath and said, “Yes, I do. And I cry sometimes too.” I mean what mom doesn’t? I wondered if she thought that because I had a lot of kids that somehow I had my life all together too. But I’m glad I told her the truth so that she could feel okay about her own mothering. None of us have all the answers and none of us have it all together. What we see on the outside is not always what is going on on the inside.

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On October 13, 2013 at 3:08 AM, dxprog said:

You don't have eight kids. You have two kids, a couple of quasi-kids, one quasi-adult, and three adults. In eight years, it'll just be adults. If we're going to play the semantic game (and you know I will), you *do* have eight children.
Super Asshole-man, AWAY!

On October 13, 2013 at 1:41 PM, java_queen said:

How about just Super AssMan and a comic to go with it? :-)

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