And Now For Something Completely Different
Who knew tortured turkeys could be such a divisive subject? Today I’d like to talk about something a little less partisan, a little less incendiary. Because I’m a healer at heart.
Today I’d like to talk about abortion. You first.
But seriously, folks. While I talk a good game, I don't really believe I'm all that and a bag of chips. Okay, maybe I do, but only in bed. Where it counts.
As for motherhood, or parenthood because this is a big tent, aren’t we all just winging it? Recently two readers debated my parenting skills. (Is it possible a conservative came to my rescue?) And there are times when I feel I’m failing as well. Last Saturday, Marc caught me demonstrating to impressionable children the art of drinking tequila. And there’s no easy way to explain daily tantrums where I threaten to take a wrong turn and just keep going. What about the time my oldest, by three minutes, looked through grocery purchases and asked,
“Mommy, what is a personal lubricant?”
Right hand to God, the kid is not even six years old. He doesn’t need to know about certain things until uncomfortable third dates in college just like everybody else. What was my response? I applauded his way-advanced ability to read and changed the subject.
I’m an okay mom. Not as mean as Joan Crawford, not as nice as Carol Brady. I’m doing my best. Speaking of which, check out this mad momma. Is she just doing her best, too? I feel slightly sorry for the daughter, but then the liberal in me gets her ass kicked by the teacher who wishes more parents stepped in front of train wrecks. Maybe then so many kids wouldn’t get squashed.
posted by kate @ 6:05 AM
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8 Comments:
LOL mommy dearest.
Yes, your a fantastic mother... as far as one can tell from the random blog posts of your children making farting sounds with gifts from your family and pictures of you drinking, photo's of bricks in toilets, tales of mirth and debuachery from your childhood, weekend plans with Marc and the knowledge you teach your kids how to take Tequila shots.
God help us if it was body shots.
I might have to call shenanigans on that one.
You are way too hard on yourself - You are a fantastic mother. You have given up a professional career, started a career with little reward, respect or money, changed schools and moved away from dynamic, intelligent and all around fabulous people who loved you and you do all of this for those two adorable boys. Not to mention the physical sacrifices you made carrying them. You do what is best for your children regardless of the advice, opinions and ridicule that you get. Not many women are strong enough to do that. You and Marc bring humor into your children's lives. That is the best medicine for a happy family. Just because you choose to vent life's frustrations on a blog does not make you a bad mother. Now - Have a very happy Thanksgiving and take a tequila shot for me. (and Katie did not pay me to write this) :)
Beth - it's no secret now I HAVE to come back to you and the rest of the wacky bunch...Chris could never top this!!!!
All I hope is that Jake and Zach inherit our sense of humor and think this is all as funny as we do. Otherwise, Marc and I are in very big trouble. :-)
Carol Brady sucks.
She bumps off her husband to step up in the world (the producers never told you that part) then makes her three daughters share a bathroom with boys even as teenagers in a house built by an architect who couldn't figure out how to add on another bathroom. What! Where the camers already hidden in there.
Now, I have to suffer with a sister-in-law who mediates life as Carol Brady. "I'm sorry. There'll be no football until all the carrot soup is eaten, dishes washed, and the Christmas tree is up. It is after the Thanksgiving meal. That means it's Christmas time.
Founding member of the Carol Brady haters club.
At 48K words for NANOWRIMO.
We're sure you're a great mom...
Okay, I know I've been breaking my own "Do NOT post comments on blogs because you just don't know how they will be taken" rule, but I have witnessed first hand a quality that you have that all great mommies have: patience. You've got more than most people. Your boys (and I know) are energetic, active, precocious (is that how you spell it)talkative and demanding at times, to mention a few qualities. They are the best, and I think they added so much love and fun to our family, thanks to you and Marc. You are both doing a fantastic job. And I know you didn't post this so that we'd all give you compliments (well, maybe you did) but there's one from me to you. Peace out.
I think if you ask the question, "Am I a good parent?" proves that you are a good parent. I shows that you care. My experience with bad parents is that they could care less whether or not they are good parents, or they are completely oblivious to the concept of bad parenting. I agree with the comment above, patience is key. I am married to a teacher, so I'm sure you have plenty of patience, and I'm sure you are a great Mom (unless you make your boys eat Tofurkey).
Oh, my. I'm so embarrassed. I thought we'd all get into an argument over whether the mom I linked to is a bad or good parent. Instead, all this outpouring of love occurred. Who knew? No, I did not seek these compliments, but I will take them nonetheless. BTW - I think the mom in the aforementioned article is doing her best and I think I am, too. Jake and Zach can answer to whether I did a good job when they are grown men. Until then, I'll keep on keeping on.
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