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Confessions of a (Not So) Super Mom

By Carri · September 24, 2010 · 0 Comments ·

We all have one of those friends. You know what I'm talking about, right?

I'm talking about the Mom who Facebooks "What a great morning for a 10 mile run!" at 5am, the one who yabbers on about her super important job and going home to cook (from scratch) a totally organic and delicious dinner, the one whose house appears to be spit shined. Her kids are perfect, her clothes are fantastic and she just looooooves being a mommy.

Am I missing something?

A friend of mine and I were talking about this the other day. She asked me if it was weird that her world doesn't revolve 24/7 around her son. Sure, you're going to be a mom until the day you die, but do you have to be 100% Mom 100% of the time?

Who's Mommy's fat nugget?

Listen up, everyone, because I'm only going to say this once. Sure, you can read it over and over as many times as you like, but still. Read closely: I love Blake and I love being a mom but let's be honest. Doesn't everyone want to turn it off sometimes? Am I wrong for wanting to have something else going on in my life? Is it really so bad that I like going to the mall alone and wandering around for no particular reason?

With that being said, I have some confessions to make:

  • I don't like when Blake wakes up before 6:30. Can't I at least get one cup of coffee in?
  • Sometimes I can't wait for my husband to get home so I can pass Blake over and go sit in the corner to watch paint peel.
  • I give all of Blake's outgrown things away. I don't see the point in keeping them.
  • I miss being able to do whatever I want, whenever I want.
  • I get tired of picking up toys and searching around the house for my hair brush.
  • I think women who say they love being pregnant are liars.
  • I like Lady GaGa. Wait, what? Who said that?!


But would I change any of this? Not in a million years.

Spill it, ladies. Let's hear your confessions!



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So, I guess people are trying to post but can't??

posted by Anonymous

I am just like you. I love being a Mom but...

This weekend both of my kids (that are unforfunately 1 year and 4 days apart) are both gone for the weekend. On one hand I couldn't wait for them to be gone so that I could be home alone. I could take a bath without interuption. I could have a drink without any questions like, "Why do you and Daddy drink rum?" Hell I could walk around naked if I wanted! But no. Both of my children are gone for the night and I sit in bed and cry because I am alone. I'm lonely (My husband works late into the evening.) I secretly miss them. Their procrastination before bed, the hugs & kisses, "I love yous", and bedtime stories.

No. I did not take the long leisurely bath that I have so looked forward to for weeks. And while I did have a drink, or two... They did not quite have the same "relaxing" quality that they seemed to have in past weeks. And walk around naked? No way! No how! I guess I am just used to wearing cozy pants and my husband's tee shirts.

I did however, get to check my email without interuption. I ate cookies without having to share. And I got to respond to your blog without my son reading every word that I wrote over my shoulder!

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First of all, let the record show that I truly love my kids very much.

My confessions, even they sound pretty bad:

1. I crave my alone time.

2. Although we tried for years to get pregnant, because having kids is what we're supposed to
do, I often wonder if it was the right thing to do.

3. I dread having to pick the kids up from school because I know, then, that the rest of my day and evening are going to be filled with whiny kids who fight non-stop.

4. Everyday I find myself saying things my mother and step-mother used to say when I was a kid.

5. I cannot wait for my kids to grow up, although it saddens me that they are growing up so fast.

6. I honestly feel that I do not have the best mommy genes, but God had other plans for me.

7. For Mother's Day, the only gift I request is that I have a day WITHOUT my kids.

8. I often think about how much I think my life would be better without my kids, until I go into their rooms at night when they're asleep and stare in awe at how precious they are.

posted by

Blake and Ken went up north last year and the eating ice cream for dinner and having wine for desert was nice just for one night. I totally know what you mean!
Keri, I knew you'd feel the same! <3

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--My apartment looks like a thrift store exploded.

--I put my kid in the car and drive her around because it's easier and results in more sleep for me than massages with lavender-scented lotion, sleep training, etc. ("You can't sleep? Poor thing! Would a drive help?")

--Sunday Afternoon Sanity Check: The mall in my area has a drop-in daycare. I drop my daughter off there every Sunday afternoon for an hour...and then I find a cup of coffee and a bench, and I do NOTHING.

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Jen, your mall has drop in daycare? Really? Genius! That would be so awesome. I am not mom 100% of the time. I know I'm a good mother, I don't feel the need to constantly try to prove it to myself. So what if there are legos all over the floor, or my dishes aren't done. My son is happy, healthy and has great manners.

posted by

Amen, Amanda. Why spend time on the dishes when you can spend it playing with him, right? And we all need a little "me" time when they are asleep or someplace else.

posted by

I don't think all of the people who display their lives like that are trying to make it appear that everything is perfect for them. I usually try not to whine too much on facebook, just because I don't imagine most people want to hear about it, and also because overall, we all do seem to have it pretty good and should probably focus on good things more than the bad.
Try to be inspired by people who get a lot of things done in their lives, don't let it discourage you.
Someone who inspires me is the lady who writes the Pioneer Woman blog, who works (and constantly travels for work), has a published cook book, is pretty much a professional photographer, homeschools her three (?) kids (while I wouldn't want to do that for several reasons, I have to hand it to her for being organized enough to pull that off), works on their farm and constantly updates her blog with recipes and all.

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I totally feel like this article. I don't feel that I need to post all the happenings of what I do for my family. And I am often found solo without my son as if he needs to be attached to my side 24/7 and that spending time with his Father is babysitting. My husband is not a babysitter he's a Father who takes care of his son just as good as I can and sometimes EVEN BETTER.

I have a friend or two in which their husbands give them no break from being around their kids. They are with their kids all the time except for when they are in school which is not long because they are in kindergarden and second grade. Sometimes I crave girls night outs or something of the sort and it can't happen because they ALWAYS HAVE THEIR DARN KIDS WITH THEM! I love my little boy till death and I smother him enough with my love but no I'm not a mom 100% of the time and I don't think I should have to concentrate on that 100% of the time either.

I think all mothers need to take the time to learn how to live independently of their families some of the time. Take a break and discover you. It will only bring you back refreshed.

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You totally got what I was trying to say! Not only do I not want to pretend like I can do it all with a smile on my face, but I want to continue to be an individual, too... Not just someone's mom. I think Blake is with Ken and I equally. I usually take Blake around on errands and Ken is the one who takes him out to play when I need a break. Thank God for great husbands. It's like geezz... Don't rag on me because I want a cup of coffee at Starbucks in peace. :D

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Oh, how I love this.
I love dropping my oldest off at the play area at the grocery store, and I'm counting down the days until my youngest can go in, too. Then I'm going twice a week and doing nothing but get a cup of coffee at the deli and sit. Sit. Sit. I had a mom once give me a look of shock that I let my kids in "that place." Sorry lady, but that's the only way grocery shopping is getting done.
My house is a wreck. Always has been, always will be. Period. If you want to see me, come over. If you want to see my house, give me a week's notice. My sister in law washes her sheets and towels daily. I have better things to do.
I will admit that I'm the registrar for both kid's preschools, I love to cook with organic ingredients, and I cloth diaper. I don't do it to make anyone else feel bad, but because I actually enjoy it (even the cloth diapering, as crazy as that sounds!). I think there's a balance. I'll cook you a great meal, but you're going to have to clear off my dining room table if you want to sit and eat it! :-)

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Sorry, I'm not a liar. I actually do love being pregnant: My skin is clearer, I'm happier, I get to feel those lovely kicks and flutters...it's also the only time in my life (besides nursing) that I have boobs. I actually feel much prettier pregnant than not. Of course, I didn't have morning sickness through either pregnancy and my deliveries are super quick. That being said, I have other confessions:

1. I resent the fact that hubby parks it on the couch and watches T.V. as soon as he gets home. I don't have a single "show" because from the moment I wake up in the morning, I'm fixing food, changing diapers, cleaning up potty accidents, doing laundry, and trying to squeeze in four hours of work at home. Of course, I do have the much beloved benefits of staying at home, including pushing my kids on the swing set, reading them books, and snuggling before nap time. I love those things, but they still take time. That means I don't have five seconds of my own during the day. I hate that my husband knows that, but still sits on the couch while he watches me frantically race around the house trying to "get everything done" (an unreachable goal).

2. Sometimes I don't have the energy to go through the two-hour bedtime routine of the books, stories, lullabies, drinks of water, potty again, and re-tucking in "snug as a bug in a rug." So I just let the kids climb into bed with us.


3. Sometimes my three-year-old's defiance enrages me enough to have a momentary violent daydream. Just a flash, but still...not good thoughts.

4. I used to have a super glamorous job and now I'm a WAHM who usually has no time to shower until about 3:00. When I finally do get a date night alone with my hubby, I spend the whole time talking about the kids!

5. To get a bit of work done, I usually turn on a SuperWhy marathon with the TiVo. Then I feel guilty about how I should be outside playing with the kids.

6. I feel like if I can just get my schedule together and commit to waking up early, my life would probably be perfect. And yet . . . I love to sleep in!

7. Some days I ditch the work and the housework. I just spend the whole day playing and snuggling with my kids. My kids are better behaved; I'm more patient and less anxious at the end of the day. Those days are pretty much perfect. But then I make up for it, trying to catch up on the following days

I love my kids. Balance is hard. I hope I'll figure it out someday.

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