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I’m definitely not a super mom. I don’t dress my kids in matching outfits each morning (or dress them at all for that matter) or have every meal (including regularly scheduled snacks) ready in a jiff. I do yell too often and I’m selfish with my time. I don’t handle it well when my four year old regresses into diapers or my two year old embarks on another extremely messy adventure. I’m just plain selfish ol’ me. I never was the one on the playground who’d say, “When I grow up I’m going to be a mom.” I’m not the one with a perpetual smile and a guest ready house. But I’ll probably let you visit anytime anyway. Nope, I’m just plain ol’ over ambitious me.
Despite all my shortcomings my children and my hubby think I’m great. Peewee tells me I’m the super girl on her pull ups.
This morning I brewed myself a pot of coffee without the coffee!
If you are like me, that could be an enourmous tragedy. Want my Po’ Girl’s cafe latte recipe?
Po’ Girl’s Cafe Latte:
- Brew coffee (don’t forget the coffee)
- Heat 2 cups of milk in a small saucepan
- Add 2 Tablespoons of dark chocolate peanut butter (or 1 Tablespoon each of peanut butter and chocolate syrup)
- Sprinkle with cinnamon & sugar
- Whisk and whisk to create a frothy foam
- Pour 1/3 cup of coffee and fill the rest with your milk mixture.
- Drink up!
Yesterday I yelled when Peewee poured a powdered Gatoraid drink all over the kitchen floor.
Last week I started to cry while trying to get the family to church. But I stopped, crying was a waste of time.
Do you ever feel like you go one step forward while your kids drag you kicking and screaming, ten back?
I’m back to the seasons discussion I have with myself at least every–well–every season.
This too shall pass and when it does gone will be the days of chubby baby cheeks and the unhindered smiles of an infant.
Gone will be the days my little girl thinks I look like every pretty lady in a magazine and especially the super girl on her panties.
Away the days will fly when train track pieces clink and boys make manual driving sounds in the play room.
And fly away the days when my boy thinks I’m a famous author when all I ever accomplish is a blog post here or there and a paragraph or two on my novel for sanity.
What will you miss?
Children!
I WAS one of those people that at a young age wanted only to be a mama – and had nary a one. My sister, who like you never cared about kids when she was on, has six. Life is . . . full of dissonance.
Wanted to let you know about this website, and the book “Don’t Feed the Dragon” by Sandy McDaniel. I’m very impressed with her (read her column in the Orange County paper for years and have met her in person a couple of times). We bought a couple of her books recently (they come with a 55 minute CD) and we are so impressed with her practical style of doing things.
We are not parents, but purchased the books so that we can better model our beliefs to the children we mentor. Also shared the CD with the doc i work with and his wife. They have a 2+ YO and another on the way. They also are quite impressed. Thought you might be interested.
http://www.sandymcdaniel.com/contact.htm
Best wishes, and i’m glad that you can savor the moments here and there.
Thanks Kathryn, I will definitely check it out! Even though the dissonance is often a struggle, I’m glad God grows us through the tough stuff. I would be an awful, selfish, ambitious, run-you-over and step-on-you person if it weren’t for my kids. You are so gracious and giving. I love that you mentor kids.
I miss a lot of things. I was never a super mom – just always thought I should be. I miss being young, thin, energetic, healthy and silly. Seasons are truly what life is all about. Each season has it’s good and bad. You are way ahead of the game, anyone can see that!
Jan
Jan, I have learned so much from my beautiful and (yes you are) energetic, grandma friends. You ladies make age look so exciting and young and silly (as you put it) that I can’t help but look forward to it too! Thanks for just being you.
I want a latte now!
I might have to have another to that.
I think I just miss seeing my kids every day.
Now that they are grown up they live in other countries.
Thank goodness for Skpye – at least I can see them blurry.
And I was never a super mom – I did way more than my fair share of yelling.
I am already at the point of big boys who don’t need me….I miss it all. The long nights, the days were my biggest victory was surviving the day. Breaking down and crying in the store because my Clayton just threw a gallon of milk over the edge….. But with out the frustrations you don’t have the sweet parts that light up your day. Nursing your baby. The first I love you! The big hugs and snuggles. The first words, and steps. seeing how you and your hubby are coming out in your child. Hearing them say their first prayers. Seeing them trust the lord as their savior. Hope you have a good day! Mini me will be in K-5 before you know it!
I miss the day to day stuff–watching them be creative in their play, reading books together, listening to their thought processes as they speak. I miss the hugs and the bedtime conversations….but HEY….those are all things I can do with my grandkidlettes when I get to see them!