Sunday, January 28, 2018
Where do I collect my medal?
Moms in general tend to be forgotten as normal grown up human beings. Sometimes I think we're all perceived as generic perfection seeking mom-bots who survive on peanut butter and Mac'n cheese. And we can always tell when people we know are observing (or judging) our mom skills (or fails) because our kids rarely melt down in the privacy of your own homes.
So if you think of me as your typical mom-bot, who on this Sunday was preparing for a large family dinner at the in-laws'.... I try out a new hair style (which fails miserably and renders my hair lifeless). I prep myself to ignore the fact that a few of my in-laws hate me (despite my being quite delightful). And ready my family for the day in classic mom-bot fashion.
Overall the kids behave for the most part, they eat well,keep their hands to themselves, use their manners etc. (Mom win!)
And when it's all over and time to head home I think , "I deserve a little pat on the back, well done mom-bot!"
Then, on the drive home I looked back on my entire day beginning to end and thought, "not one person at that dinner would have ever known that earlier today, one of my kids got so pissed at me that they flipped me the bird, called me a "dick", and threw a BAG OF MATCHBOX CARS AT MY HEAD." (Classic DMDD Sunday morning) Then I thought, (not to brag but), "skrew that pat on the back, I deserve a God damn Medal!"
I am Le Tired!
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