Friday, October 19, 2012


Sometimes I just really feel like I stink at this.  

Sometimes I just wish I were the type of mom that didn't mind cleaning up the boys' disgusting messes in the bathroom for the hundredth time in a week.  I wish I was the type of mom that didn't freak out when my kids came home with yet another hole in a brand new pair of pants.  I wish I could shrug it off when my son, once again, forgets to bring home an important part of his homework.  I wish I was the type of mom that can remind my kids to do something a million times a day and then doesn't freak out when it still isn't done.  I wish I was the kind of mom that can just brush off one more lost jacket, broken zipper, ruined backpack.  I wish I was a patient enough mom to ease my child back onto his chair after he makes yet another excuse, another distraction, not to do his homework as the 20 minute assignment drags on for an hour.  I wish I could handle my kids yelling, wrestling, fighting, hysterical laughter, craziness, forgetfulness, and not listening first thing in the morning and get them ready for school (prepared and with everything they need) in a timely manner without having to yell and rush.

Apparently, I'm just not that kind of mom.  Not this week anyway.  I feel like I have been yelling and scolding and begging and pleading and chastising all week.  It has been a long week.  And I feel like a crappy, impatient, cantankerous mom.

There is only one thing to do when these types of weeks happen.

Cookies.  And lots of them.  At least Gracie had fun.  I had less fun as I was waiting for a serviceman to come the entire time and he never showed.  Now I am ornery mom again.  But at least I have cookies.

Maybe if I eat them all at once I'll feel better.
If Gracie doesn't eat them all first, that is.

Here's hoping for a cheerier, calmer, and yummier weekend.

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Anonymous said...

I often say that I am convinced that it is a kids job to make parents go (or atleast feel) crazy - atleast they are good at it :) Hope you have a calmer week.

Carol Buehner said...

LOL!! Kat....Cookies always make things better!! And I'm stickin' to my old mantra: Someday, dolly, you're gonna miss (most of) this!! (I don't miss cleaning the bathrooms part!!) xoxoxox

Lora said...

Aw, I'm SURE you don't stink at this! Some weeks are just harder than others. When I've had a bad day (or week) especially with being patient, I try and talk to my kids about it so they can understand it really isn't THEM, it's me. And we try and talk about what we can do to have a better day/week next time. I've done so well with this in fact that now my 13 year old will occasionally try and give me tips for how to "be less stressed" like saying "Mom, I think you need 5 minutes to yourself, you seem really stressed" or "Mom, I think maybe you should spend some time reading something fun before you do your homework tonight because you weren't in a very good mood today." :)
Enjoy your cookies, and know that we ALL "stink at this" sometimes, but Moms can only be humans too!

ROBIN said...

awe. from what I can tell, you are a great mother, and we all have our moments. You have your hands full, so I would think you have a right to days like these.
but look how it ended...with cookie baking. Sweet

Mom24 said...

Right there with you. Sometimes I just have to remind myself that Mary Poppins does not exist. We all do the best we can and some days (maybe most, but goodness I hope not), it could have gone better. I promise you though those are not the memories the kids are making. Hang in there. You're in one of the toughest phases for sure. Another couple of years and the routines of morning and homework will be so much easier.

DysFUNctional Mom said...

Kat - you so DO NOT stink at this. Primarily because you CARE. If you did stink at this, you wouldn't care about those days/hours/moments that are not what we want them to be.
You ROCK at this.

Elaine A. said...

Two things I can say for sure: We all have days/weeks/months like this and it WILL get better.

Those cookies look great and you are a WONDERFUL Mom! Never forget that! xoxo

lime said...

#1 you're a good mom.

#2 if none of that stuff ever got to you i'd think you were living on vodka and which case i'd begin to question your parenting.

#3 cookies do make it better and that shot of grace peeking over the counter is just too cute.

Wisconsin Girl said...

I hear you:) And have been telling myself these things a lot...oh, how I wish I were more patient. I love my kiddos more than anything and want to be the best mom and always worry that I could do better. I'm working on not being so hard on IS a hard time with little ones. Just imagine when we are dealing with teenagers! I'm glad you found an outlet in making cookies...something you all could enjoy together. You do SO many great things from what I can see and I can tell you have such a great heart...You are a great mom!

Rima said...

The kind of mom you're talking about? I don't think she exists ;) Don't beat yourself up, Kat - you're doing great, I promise!!!

Dawn said...

I hope that your weekend is going much better than your week did. Cookies do make things better though, don't they! ;) There are no perfect moms, but there are some very good ones, and I think that you are one of them.

historygirl said...

I think every mom has weeks like this. I know I have.

After days/weeks like that, I like to go in and look at the kids sleeping. They look young and innocent and I remember how little they actually are, especially when I catch myself wanting them to behave much older than they are.

Go eat a'll make ya feel better. :)

April said...

Oh, Kat don't you know by now, cookies make EVERYTHING better?!?!? :-) I hear ya on this week. Maybe next week will be better??

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Cookies do make a lot of things better. You're not a bad mom, it's HARD work doing the same crap over and over and over and over and over...

Lindsay Y. said...

You're not the alone in feeling this way, trust me. As you know, it always gets better, but when you're in the thick of it all, it's HARD and it's hard not to think of yourself as a failure. Ugh. Thankfully our kiddos love us no matter what...the same way we love THEM no matter what.

I love your honesty.

Words To Live By

Be grateful for each new day.
A new day that you have never lived before.
Twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably.
We can squander, neglect, or use them.
Life will be richer or poorer by the way we use today.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could;
some blunders and absurdities crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day.
You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be
encumbered with your old nonsense.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson