Last week, while I visiting my childhood best friend, she said a few things that got me thinking. She admitted that she was a little nervous with us coming to visit because she reads my blog (occasionally *cough cough* hello she needs to read it every time I post April!) and everything I write about shows a perfect life. Needless to say, I began laughing hysterically! Because really, my life and my parenting is far from being perfect! "It may seem perfect, April, because I don't write about the crazy!" I believe is exactly what I told her.
She questioned why I don't write about the crazy. She had two valid points. Number one, if I would write about the crazy, other moms, including her (when she actually reads my blog *cough*) would feel comforted by the fact that "crazy" is somewhat normal and that they are not alone in this mothering thing.
Her second point came after I explained that many of my posts are strictly written for Evan and Carter, as part of their "baby books". She asked," Don't you want Evan and Carter to know the bad as well as the good, so they can understand the depth of their childhoods. And don't you think you are setting their future wives up for failure? If all they remember and read from their childhood are the good things, their expectations are going to be unreasonably high."
She is one smart cookie! That is why I love her so. We can kinda tell each other some hard truths sometimes! And the beauty of our 34 year friendship is that, most of the time we can speak truth and instead of being offended we find comfort and encouragement.
So I promised her that I would start writing more about the crazy. But maybe I should have made her promise that she would actually read my blog...no I'm not bitter whatsoever ;-)!
To kick start more "real life crazy" posts, here are a few short glimpses into my world of crazy:
- I lose my cool when the boys mix the colors of play-doh! To the point that I often make them put it away! Because in my mind, how can you create, if the only color you have is one huge clump of pukey brown? So yes, I squelch their creativity so that I don't have to purchase new play-doh every week!
- Sometimes I am waiting, with keys in hand, for Jeremy to get home. And as he is pulling up to the house, I am running to my truck to get away. Because if I have to stay for one more minute, I would lose my mind!
- I use waaaayyyy too much sarcasm when trying to prove a point with Evan. And thus, he is starting to mimic me when dealing with Carter. And yes, the guilt of that is overwhelming. But unfortunately hasn't stopped me from doing it!
- I don't believe I picked up one book and read it to either boy - for the whole month of August! And if you have followed me for any amount of time, you know how I preach about the importance of reading to your children EVERY DAY!
- I kick Evan out of the kitchen when he wants to "help" me cook. Because the stress of the mess that will happen is greater than the importance of teaching him all the wonderful things that cooking can for a preschooler.
Okay, that's enough for right now! I think I have given you enough of a glimpse of my "less-than-perfect" parenting. And please, don't try to be nice and say none of us are perfect. Because I know that! I just don't like letting anyone know that I am not perfect!
To continue the emphasis on crazy- I would love for you to share some of your crazy! Wontcha join in on the crazy with me?
And April - dude subscribe to my blog! Sheesh!