Being That Mom

You know that mom who has a five-year-old who disrupts sacrament meeting by fighting with her brother, playing with the window curtains, and arguing loudly during the closing prayer about the fact that she physically cannot close her eyes?

That's me.

You know that mom whose two-year-old goes around shoving little babies at playgroup and on the playground?

That's me.

You know that mom whose children run wild in the little farm market, fingering all the produce and grabbing bags of candy left and right? And that mom who can't seem to control them and choose vegetables, and is trying to answer her cell phone?

That's me.

You know that mom who is hiding in her house because her children turn into uncontrollable hooligans in public?

That's me.

Hopefully things can start looking up around here. Can someone call Super Nanny for me?

Comments

Science Teacher Mommy said…
Foxy J, it's not you; it's me.
11/08/2008 12:10 PM
rantipoler said…
lol - I thought that was pretty much all moms.
11/08/2008 1:02 PM
Tina said…
Ditto, ditto, ditto! I think we all feel that way. At least the moms who are being honest with themselves.
11/08/2008 2:18 PM
Desmama said…
I know the feeling all too well. Hang in there. Sometimes I am mortified that "I'm that mom" but it helps to know I'm not alone. ;)
11/08/2008 5:00 PM
strivingforsunshine said…
I think I'm that mom too. :)
11/09/2008 8:48 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Happy, Happy Blog-day Foxy Dear

Tomorrow marks the second anniversary of my blog. I had no idea where my life would go when I started this blog, and it's fun for me to read back through the archives and remember feelings and events that I have already forgotten. I think the most surprising thing about blogging that I have discovered is the sense of community. I have about fifty blogs that I follow somewhat regularly; many of them are people I haven't ever met in person. I still consider them to be my friends. I've been very grateful for all the virtual support I've received from so many people who don't really even "know" me. Miss Nemesis recently celebrated her blog's special day by asking lurkers to come out of the woodwork and reveal who they were and how they found her blog. She got 52 comments. If you want to make my day, see if you can top her numbers. Maybe then I can change my blognym to "Queen of the Universe".
Read more

Coming Out in Public

A little over 6 years ago I was on my mission in Madrid. I was transferred to new area at the same time as another elder. I remember asking him if was really from Hawaii, since he was so tall and blonde. We ended up serving together in the same district for nearly seven and a half months and had a lot of good times together. He was actually nice to the sisters and a hard worker, without being too zealous and overbearing. I knew he was going home just a month before me and planning on being an English major when he got back to BYU. When I was transferred out of that area, we exchanged emails and addresses and promised to get back in touch some day, like I did with a lot of other missionaries. I got home in January and started trying to contact some of the people I'd been friends with back in the mission. I emailed this particular elder and found out that he had gone to the computer lab that very day in order to email me. We started emailing each other and talked on the phone a few t...
Read more