So today should be fun.
I love hearing about the real side of motherhood, the side where you sit in your car and tear into a rotisserie chicken because the kids are content, the air is blasting and you're literally starving. Not that I've ever done that ;) I'm sharing a few of my "Momfessions" today and I'd love for you to link up and share yours or leave them in the comments.
I have a secret stash of Milano cookies by the computer. They're the double dark chocolate kind and they're all mine. AND they're hidden in the very back of the drawer behind the stapler, paper clips, etc. My kids will occasionally catch me with one and I deny, deny, deny.
I am the worst about going through Luke's folder and picking out what to keep and what to throw away. I'm ashamed to admit that 1/3 of the drawers in my front hall dresser are filled with junk from school that should probably be trashed. Cleaning them out is always on my to-do-list, but I dread doing it and so I always find an excuse not to. I even bought an app to take pictures of it all and make books and I've never even opened it. Money well spent. #obviously
I don't bathe my kids every night (GASP!!!) It started with Luke because of his eczema when he was young and has carried through until now. If they're hot or sweaty or have been outside then for sure they get one, but otherwise it's a washcloth wipe down.
NOT MY KID
I kind of love seeing other people's kids having a public meltdown. Before you think I'm the worst person ever, it's because at that particular moment it's not MY kid having a meltdown. Also, it makes me feel like I'm not the only one whose kids may lose their mind on a last minute grocery store run after a long day at school.
GERMS, GERMS and MORE GERMS
I don't think I've ever wiped down a grocery cart before putting my kid in it. Gross, I know. I also let my babies eat finger foods directly off the table at restaurants.
I kept both Mason and G rear facing because it's safer, but also because I didn't want them to see me eating snacks.
I got so many gift cards when I was pregnant with Luke that Dave and I bought all the seasons of 24 on DVD. They were a total necessity when you have a newborn, right?!?!?!?!
Oftentimes after school (when Dave is home), I will go change in my closet. And by change, I mean sit on the floor, drink a cup of tea and play some Candy Crush. No shame.
THE JIG IS UP
Luke is reading really well and I feel like the jig is up. I can no longer tell him that the sign on the RedBox says, "all out of movies". The flip side is that he can read Griffin "Red Hat, Blue Hat" 37 times in a row now.
A lot of days I feel like I have no clue what I'm doing. I do the best I can, pour my heart and soul into my kids, but sometimes I lay in bed and wonder if it's enough. I wonder if me losing my temper before bedtime is going to be what they remember instead of the great day we had or if letting the boys watch Ninja Turtles is going to spur violent outbursts as pre-teens :) (I jest, but seriously! hahaha)
I try to be transparent and honest about motherhood because we're all in the same messy, crazy, laundry-filled boat. Parenting isn't always pretty and it's comforting for me to know that there are other moms who hide cookies from their kids and take an extra lap (or three) around the neighborhood after school to avoid the witching hour that happens when you walk in the door.
Happy Tuesday, friends!!! I hope that you found some comfort in my confessions today - now time to share yours!