Saturday, January 2, 2010
What struck me most about See Mom Run were the confessions in a majority of the essays about a previous resolve that went by the wayside when reality set in.
We all hope to avoid becoming one of those mothers - whatever stereotype we're trying to avoid.
So here are my confessions of being one of those mothers.
I am one of those mothers that will put my child's hair in a ponytail to hide the tangles.
I am one of those mothers that put a TV in my girls' room because I couldn't stand to listen to Spongebob one.more.time.
I am one of those mothers that didn't attend Sylvia's Back-to-School Night because I forgot that it was that night.
I am one of those mothers that doesn't really enjoy playing games with my girls. They get way too competitive and fun soon turns to fight.
I am one of those mothers that let my middle schooler have a cell phone.
I am one of those mothers that yells at my girls sometimes. I've gotten better about this in the past year, but it happens. All I can do is what I can do.
I am one of those mothers that enjoys feeling superior to the families that appear on SuperNanny.
I am one of those mothers that will let the girls stay up past their bedtime so we can all watch Glee together.
I am one of those mothers that doesn't keep a spotless home.
I am one of those mothers that believes in picking my battles. I'll change the rules on the girls when I feel like something has to change. I'll let the girls watch SpongeBob in their room so I can finally get the living room back in order or do some laundry. Or watch a grown-up show with a glass of wine.
I am frighteningly aware of all the girls' imperfections, and my own. I am also aware that our time together is getting shorter and shorter. So sometimes I'll choose instead to just cuddle with them. To allow for singing and dancing around the house. I'll endure sibling rivalry because I know in the end, these girls will be each other's best friends for life, and they'll grow out of it. And I'll have too many hours to myself to clean the house without interruption in just a few short years.
In spite of all our imperfections, I'm one of those mothers that loves my girls unconditionally, and they know that in their hearts.
*This post is part of SV Moms book club.
Posted by April at 7:39 AM