Sunday, March 13, 2011

The ABC's of Parenting Part 3

S is for Should: I should be playing on the floor with my daughter instead of drinking my third cup of coffee on the couch.  I should have cleaned the floor because the crumbs alone could sustain a family of aunts for the better part of a decade.  I should have eaten an apple instead of a half a box of white cheddar cheez-its.  I should be reading her a new story instead of The Very Hungry Caterpillar for the twentieth time today.  I'm so sick of the "shoulds" try replacing the word should, with "could" and then forgive yourself.  I should be paid more for what I do, but that ain't happening.  


T is for Toys: Toys are everywhere. In baskets, in bins, on the stairs where I trip on them all the time.  Toys that I spent good money on that she's played with once.  Toys that she's had since she was 6 months old that still loves so much.  Toys that are well past their prime and should be put out to pasture and toys that have missing pieces.  Toys everywhere.  


U is for Understanding: Being a mother is hard whether you work or stay at home.  Life is much easier when co-workers, friends, bosses, relatives, neighbors, and strangers are understanding.  When they're not it is perfectly acceptable to have the urge to throat punch them. 


V is for Vicarious Living: My friends must either think that I am some sort of psycho stalker, because whenever I can get them within hearing distance I start battering questions at them like Olivia Benson from SVU.  Where are you going this weekend?  What did you do after work last night?  Are you going anywhere on vacation?  What did you wear there?  I'm not trying to see if they did something without me I'm trying to live vicariously through them.  What do skinny, single girls wear when they go out for cocktails in manhattan after work?  I don't remember.  What do you do on a Saturday night when you're not sitting on your couch in your sweats clutching your glass of wine like it's life blood? I don't know I'm trying to find out!


W is for Wine: It's the reason moms smile.


X is for XXX: Sex post baby is a lot different than sex was before baby.  Things are a little saggier, a little softer, a little loser.  You find your groove.  It's important to remember that candle light is the most flattering and wine is your friend (see above).  But besides the logistics of sex, finding the time or energy to actually do it is a whole other ball game.  Sometimes it just feels like another chore on my to-do list, but I find that once I commit myself to the idea that I'm actually going to do it and once I get started, I usually get right into it.  I just need to get out of my head sometimes.  


Y is for Yelling: I have a hot temper and I'm the first to admit it.  But I really want to parent in love and not anger.  It has to be scary for a little child to have his or her parent yelling at them.  The person who is supposed to love you and take care of you is now yelling at you.  I don't want to make her feel that way. Don't get me wrong I've definitely raised my voice to her in anger, "Stop running around naked and let me change your diaper so I can then clean up the pee off the floor." But I'm really trying to be mindful of it.  I heard Andy yell at her the other day for throwing her food on the floor and it just sounded so ugly.  We talked and we're really going to try to keep our cool even in heated situations.  


Z is for Zumba: This is when you try to dance the fat off.  It's the newest craze and it definitely makes you break a sweat, but it doesn't account for my two left feet or my utter lack of rhythm.  


The ABC's of Parenting Part 1
The ABC's of Parenting Part 2


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Mrs. MidAtlantic said...

I love this little series you have posted over the last day or two. It's like you spent a few days in my house and head!

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