“Mom Things” I Don’t Care Enough About

As far as moms go, I’m a bit of an underachiever in a lot of ways. There are many things I don’t care about at all and other things about which I should probably care a little bit more. I find it hard to apologize for my lack of interest. I’m not sorry. This is just how it is.

Minecraft

Going for a drive anywhere with my child is like being carjacked by an auctioneer who only wants to talk about Minecraft. The thing is, he doesn’t even OWN Minecraft. He’s currently obsessed with Youtube videos of other people playing Minecraft. I don’t get it but I’m really really tired of hearing about it.

Matching socks

When Dobby got excited about receiving a sock, he didn’t ask if it was part of a matching set. He was just stoked about being a free elf. It’s not that I’m a bad mom sending my kid in mismatched socks, it’s that I’m better suited to those with house elf level expectations. Be glad you got two, Dobby was happy with just one! I historically convinced my child that it was crazy sock day and he was the only one who knew about it and I don’t regret it.

Dress Up Days

I seriously hate all dress up days that don’t specifically involve pyjamas. Pyjama day is awesome, it saves a whole step in the getting ready process. Anything else is basically a designated Pinterest fail day. As an introvert, I find dressing up mortifying and dressing someone else up feels even more awkward. It’s a train wreck I can’t look away from. My child is an introvert too and we have a mutual understanding that we will minimally participate for days that are not Hallowe’en (which is a Daddy job).

Report Cards

I care about report cards generally, but there is a section on career development that I don’t take seriously because he’s only 7 years old. I’m 32 and am likely not meeting expectations in career development. It’s hereditary. I have a very grown up job but I don’t really know what I want to be when I grow up. Thankfully, like my son, I have lots of time to figure it out.

I might not care about Minecraft, dress up days, report cards and matching socks, but I do care deeply about my kid. I think that’s what makes me a good mom, even if I am a bit of an underachiever about the rest. I might be terrible at turning him into a super hero on short notice, but there’s no disguising my love for him.

What do you not care about?