I remember having a t-shirt as a kid that said, “Pobody’s Nerfect”, and these days I find I’m repeating that mantra to myself a lot. Here’s the thing: as parents we all have a heck of a lot going on in our lives and there are bound to be times when we just have to take a step back, throw our hands in the air and say a mental, “okay…you got me. I give up…”
So if you’re like me and you find yourself occasionally overwhelmed by exhaustion, busy-ness or even just a bad day and a larger-than-normal pile of dirty laundry, then this post is for you. Perhaps some of my admissions of mothering failure will help you feel just a wee bit less terrible about yourself the next time you have an imperfect parenting moment.
(But if you are perfect and never have any parenting fails, kindly move on before reading because I don’t want to you to judge me. Or if you do read this and judge me, at least be kind enough not to comment about it.)
So here they are, in no particular order. Some of my motherhood fails:
- The time(s) I let my kids go to bed without brushing their teeth because I just couldn’t cope with the whining and arguing.
- The time I let my kid watch YouTube and then heard the phrase “blow job” come blaring out of the computer.
- The time I told my kid to sleep on her bare mattress because I was tired and wanted to go to sleep myself and I was just too damn lazy to put a clean sheet on her bed.
- The time I gave my kids gravol before a long drive even though they don’t get carsick.
- The time I let my kids stay home from school even though I knew darn well they weren’t sick.
- Alternatively: the time I sent my kids to school even though I knew darn well they were sick.
- The time I let my kids watch Bridesmaids because I really wanted to watch it and they weren’t in bed yet.
- The time I lied to a telemarketer (“this is a really bad time – we’re just heading out the door!”) in front of my kid while lazing on the couch reading a book and in no way heading out the door to anywhere.
- The time I slept in and ignored the calls of “Mom, can you make me something to eat?” and then came downstairs to find my kids had eaten a bag of chips for breakfast.
- The time I made my youngest stay up past midnight because I didn’t want to leave the wedding yet…
“Please Mommy, I’m sooooo tiiiired!”
So my secret’s out now…but what about you? Any dirty parenting laundry you’d like to air?