2. i was informed by west elm that our sofa is now on back-order until the end of november. normally, that wouldn't be a big deal; however, i've already sold our current sofa. so, who has a couple of spare crates lying around that they wouldn't mind letting us borrow?
3. i love that marlo loves her dad. in fact, watching the two of them interact and play their little games warms my heart like nothing else ever has or will. however, i'm starting to feel a little like chopped liver when he's home on the weekends. other mamas out there- this is normal, right? i don't want to say that i'm jealous... but, yes, okay i'm jealous. make me feel better about this. please. i beg you.
4. i split my favorite pair of pants straight down the ass. luckily, they're fixable. when i realized what happened, i pulled them off in such a dramatic fuss and threw them angrily at the wall, yelling out a few of my favorite choice words starting with mother, ending with fucker. marlo just stood there watching me, embarrassed. and then she laughed. i cried.
5. finally, of all the days to not be on top of my game, i chose yesterday to forget to pick up wine while we were out running errands. what's worse is that i didn't realize my catastrophic mistake until marlo was finally asleep and i was unable to do anything about it. then, as i laid down to sleep, i remembered that our local wine shop delivers. for free.
3 comments:
I love this post...It is so nice to see some honesty. So many people are constantly blogging about all of the joys of parenting that it's refreshing to see someone feeling like I do sometimes! Hey, t least you can get your wine delivered...
My sweet Caroline and I are together 90 percent of the day.. I take care of her most of the time. I feed her, I nurse her, I bathe her, I wipe her butt. I play with her, I cry with her, I read to her and cuddle her to sleep. As soon as daddy walks in the door after a 15 hour shift, at whatever time of day... She shoves me to the side and goes running...... (Mama who?) it breaks my heart and warms it at the same time. It's normal. Something about a father and his little girl...
thanks, ladies! It's really nice knowing that I'm not the only one. Mommamoonpie, I understand the frustration of only seeing one side of motherhood blasted on the internet. It's the exact reason that I try to be as honest and open as I can here about my experience. And Kelly, I secretly love it. I just want some more love for myself ;-)
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