I’ve used this term before to describe myself. Sometimes I live it, sometimes I pretend not to be it, mostly I try to embrace it. This happens mainly, when I decide that I’ve done enough and all my mommy mojo is used up. Frankly, it’s also the time that I panic thinking that the mommy muster I once had in such abundance is all used up. But then, thankfully right around bath time it comes back for a brief moment when I smell that squeaky clean little kid smell and it rejuvenates me right up until I crash for the night–if I’m lucky, at least 30 minutes after they go down and 10 more pages into my latest read.
I was talking to a friend today who has three children–her oldest 5 and her youngest 9 months. She is one of the calmest, most mellow well adjusted people I know with three kids–for that matter, maybe with any. But today, she was having a slacker mom day. She forced a nap on all three and skipped ballet. All at once I wanted to give her a big cheer for finally saying, “enough, is enough”–one missed ballet lesson doesn’t make me a bad mom! We have such high expectations of ourselves and our “job” as parents. I know I say this all the time but I wish more of us would simply, “worry less and play more”—it’s what our kids really love and it’s what make our hearts fill up with joy…
Posted on January 25th, 2006 by Sam
Filed under: Uncategorized, Daily Life
If you are a slacker mom, I must be the biggest slug around. It is always a struggle not to compare oneself to anyone, because we are always going to fail at some point in the comparison. I am the worst, but occaisionally I get a “good enough” moniker for myself and breathe a sigh of relief.
I am a slacker mom sometimes too. I don’t know how anyone could not be…sometimes at least.
I am a slacker mom sometimes too. I don’t know how anyone could not be…sometimes at least.