“Mom, look what I made you! But I accidentallyput one of the M’s on upside down.”
Time for the third annual post of Mother’s Day Confessions! I’ve been saving a list all year. Unfortunately, I had to cut out some gems to keep it at ten. Perhaps I should title these posts, “Ten Things I Did This Year to Send My Kids to Therapy”. But Mother’s Day Confessions is shorter.
Leave your own confession in the comments to make me feel better. And Happy Mother’s Day!
1. When Andy was out of town one weekend, I completely forgot to feed the dog. I only remembered because Nathan texted me with, “Belle is acting weird. She keeps running around and crying.”
2. We ran completely out of toothpaste. The whole family started the day with Scope (and only Scope), until Andy ran to the store.
3. Molly informed her teacher at church, “My mom is ALWAYS on the computer.” Ouch.
4. When I opened the glass freezer door at the grocery store, I whacked Anne in the head. A man standing nearby gasped and snickered. I apologized to Anne, who said, “That’s okay, Mom. It was just my face.”
5. I bought tickets for the girls’ Friday night ballet performance…and then attended the Sunday night show. With the wrong tickets. And did I mention, my parents had flown in from Oklahoma, just for that show?
6. One night, the tooth fairy left Anne money under her pillow. That same night, the tooth fairy also left an IOU for Nathan, with an apology to him for stealing money from his wallet for his sister.
7. When I was behind on laundry again, Nathan had no clean socks. I made him wear a pair of Andy’s. Then, we went to our friends’ house for life group, and he had to take off his shoes on their new carpet. He flapped around in huge socks all evening.
8. One day at Walmart, Molly was extra grumpy. I scolded her several times for her selfishness and grouchiness. When we got home, she had a fever.
9. I sent Nathan outside to play with his friends, but ten minutes later, he returned. Another mom in the neighborhood had taken his temperature…101ยบ…and sent him home.
10. (Molly, looking around the room.) “Mom, we are totally gonna be on that show you like.” “What show, honey?” “Hoarders.”
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For months I had scolded my son for missing the toilet. Every time he left the bathroom I found the floor was wet next to the toilet and told him he had to have better aim. Then one weekend when he was out of town I noticed the same little puddle. Turned out our toilet was leaking! It's surrounded by a dark hardwood floor so you could never tell the color of the puddle. I actually had to sit him down, explain about the leaky toilet, and apologize repeatedly to him. He never said he wasn't peeing on the floor; he just took it. I felt terrible! He accepted my apology so easily like it was no big deal but I'll never forget that; I felt SO BAD!
I sent my daughter to her room the other day for room time because she was asking me so many questions I thought my head was going to explode.
I suppose this is last years' material, but the depth of wisdom I showed could be invaluable advice for another mother.
A girl hurt my son's heart (who was 17 at the time), and he came in one night as I got in bed, laid next to me and told me about it…very heart-felt moment, how he was angry/hurt, to which i replied, "Let's go TP her house!" He laughed, gave me a kiss, "Ah, Mom. You always know the right thing to say!"
Just last week, my daughter lost a tooth right before bed. I tried hard not to forget to exchange it for $1.00! Of course, too busy and tired, I forgot! The next morning, I asked my son for $1.00, he only had .75, but gladly handed it over. I scrounged for the other 2 dimes and 5 pennies in my wallet and made the switch for the tooth. After sending my daughter back to check "one more time", she came out tickled to find the money, even if the Tooth Fairy had paid in change!
How about a confession from a grandmother? When Peter was 3 and spending a week with us, I took him to the public library. We returned to the car loaded with books. I opened the back door to buckle him into his seat and tossed the keys onto the front seat. Once Peter was buckled, I shut his door and realized I had just locked him and my keys in the car on a very warm sunny day. Panic! He couldn't unbuckle or reach the unlocking button, so after reassuring him I'd be RIGHT BACK, I ran back into the library and one of our wonderful librarians called the local police for me. Thankfully, an officer soon arrived and managed to open a door. HALLELUJAH! I dashed him back into the library for a drink of water, and he seemed completely unscathed and totally calm. A few days later when we picked Peter's mom & dad up from the airport, the first thing he told them was, "Nana locked me in the car at the library!"
p.s. Amy, PLEASE don't forget to post on 66Books any more! You are my favorite devo writer!!
How about my confessions in just the last 2 days!
Just this AM while I was on the phone (of course!) Makenzie washed Zach's hair with hand soap! And just yesterday I was distracted on my computer and turned around and Zach was standing on the kitchen table with 2 steak knives! Where do I pick up my "slacker Mom of the day award"?!?!
My commitment is to not be so distracted!!!