Ya know. I fly off the handle. I say dumb shit. I have cussed at my kids. They sometimes stay up too late. I yell, Ive spanked and I've handled things incorrectly so many times I don't remember half of them. I was thinking about it today when I once again flipped out on them... They were being bratty brats and I am stressed out... and I took it out on them, yelling and telling them they were ungrateful and just how stressed I was, and why... Which is not their problem its mine. Either way its what I did.
So I calmed down... Put my big girl panties on and took them all over hell and back to do all the things that needed done this very busy Thursday afternoon. I was at the hair place, when I realized... Ya know I am not the most horrible mother there is. Im not even a bad mom.
We are broke. Super broke. Like negative balance in the bank... BROKE... None the less... My kids had supper on the table.... They have a roof over their heads... They are clean... They are HAPPY (Aside from teenage moodiness they have a good life) I am not a drunken whore. I work hard, I love them with all that I have and I set a good example 90% of the time.
That in itself makes me a damn good mother, I do my best. Which is all I can do. They might not have everything they want, we might even go without needs for a while... but I do my best, and I love them. I am super mom! OH and I only beat them occasionally :)
Seriously though... I am super stressed out and saw this mom at the salon TOTALLY methed out... Like big time. I realized, I could be that mom... and I am not. I am a pretty damn good mother, and I am shouting it from my blog :)
So I calmed down... Put my big girl panties on and took them all over hell and back to do all the things that needed done this very busy Thursday afternoon. I was at the hair place, when I realized... Ya know I am not the most horrible mother there is. Im not even a bad mom.
We are broke. Super broke. Like negative balance in the bank... BROKE... None the less... My kids had supper on the table.... They have a roof over their heads... They are clean... They are HAPPY (Aside from teenage moodiness they have a good life) I am not a drunken whore. I work hard, I love them with all that I have and I set a good example 90% of the time.
That in itself makes me a damn good mother, I do my best. Which is all I can do. They might not have everything they want, we might even go without needs for a while... but I do my best, and I love them. I am super mom! OH and I only beat them occasionally :)
Seriously though... I am super stressed out and saw this mom at the salon TOTALLY methed out... Like big time. I realized, I could be that mom... and I am not. I am a pretty damn good mother, and I am shouting it from my blog :)
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