Mother’s Day Confessions

1. Thursday night, I completely forgot to feed my family dinner.
2. Once while inner tubing at Big Bear, I started down the mountain too soon, plowed into Anne, and sent her tube into a tailspin that has undoubtedly traumatized her for life. A woman even pointed at me and said, “That lady took out her own kid!”
3. Sometimes I like it when my kids are just a little bit sick, because it’s quieter. It’s not that I wish for them to be sick…I just enjoy the quiet when they are.
4. On more than one occasion (or more than 10 occasions), my kids have eaten popcorn for dinner. Not the healthy, white kind of popcorn. The yummy, yellow, microwave kind.
5. Sometimes my kids talk to me, and I smile and even answer yes or no, and when they walk away, I realize I have absolutely no idea what they said.
6. I don’t think I’ve EVER trimmed my kids’ nails without making at least one person bleed.
7. A few years ago, I left Anne on an elevator, all by herself. And then I couldn’t figure out how to get her out (by simply pushing the button….).
8. I can’t French braid.
9. When I ask my kids what they want for dinner, they respond, “From McDonalds, or Burger King?”
10. I once sent Molly to church with no panties on. (It’s a long story.)

I could go on, but I have too much pride. I’ll save the rest for the kids to share with their therapists someday. Is there anyone else out there like me? Any other Proverbs 31-challenged mommies, whose kids “arise and call her” plenty of things besides “blessed”? Share a comment of your best Mother’s Day confession, or confess something your mother did to you. And have a happy Mother’s Day!