HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! I read an article with your interview, and it really twisted my panties into a large bunch. Yes, OF COURSE, I’ll tell you about it. One question hit my buttons because I’ve been struggling with just this issue recently. The title of the offending interview was “Liv Tyler’s unfiltered thoughts on being a mom” and of course it was sponsored by GAP. They ask her about the photo shoot with beautiful celebs and their darling babies. BLAH BLAH BLAH. I love Liv Tyler, and I LOVE THEIR CAUSE of EVERY MOTHER COUNTS. However, I guffawed with a “ARE YOU SERIOUS” when I read the below (thank you refinery29.com for such sharp, tough question- no follow up):
Author: steelemommy
pre parent me
Would never believe steelemommy me, if I told them happiness is………a mom able to examine a steaming, smelly, pile of poo IN the toilet. Cause guess what fancy pants? The alternative is that you’re cleaning it off your ___________(fill in blank with any surface, item of clothing).
Motherhood is magical.
morning drive time…
This morning’s convo on way to school with Big E.
“If Tyler (a friend) dies, you can have another baby and it will be him, right?”
Me:”No, that’s not how it works”
“Yes, huh. That’s what Mr. K said”
Me:”I think he was teasing…”
“If I die, you can have another baby”
Me:”ok. You know, i think I’m done talking about people dying. That can sometimes be hard for people to talk about. Please talk just to mommy or daddy about it, not the kids in your class.”
With disgust,”i know that”
“Mermaids are real right?”
Me:”no, they are pretend, like Ariel is a cartoon”
“No they are real. I know. Can we get some hot lava to put on wolves so they don’t get us?”
Me:”what?”
“Lava. On wolves. So. They. Can’t. Get. Us.”
Me”…”
“Magic is real right?”
Me: “no, it’s imaginary”
“Yes it is”
As I prepare to unleash my annoyance at constantly being told I’m wrong…
“I really love talking to you mom.:
This kid has a scary train of thought with an excellent sense of survival.
truth time…
I wear my workout clothes to bed on school mornings so I can roll out of bed & hit the ground running to get everyone fed, watered, and in the car to drop off the oldest at school without being late & going to the principal’s office for a note. (No joke on that one)
sadly, the baby was still put in her carseat naked this morning.
Found out…
I am unintentionally cool. Went to the OB / GYN office for an early morning appointment. Couldn’t find any matching socks only similar-looking socks of different colors. As the doctor was checking the pulse in my feet and took off my socks she asked, ” what is the significance of the different colored socks, does it matter which foot I put them back on? ”
I answered totally clueless. “Huh? I just couldn’t find matching socks how embarrassing right?”
The doctor replied, “oh its what all the cool kids are doing apparently. They have different colored socks, and it matters which foot you put them on because they all mean something.”
I’m really hoping that this isn’t like a bandana party from the days of old, and I’m sending out all the wrong signals.
Mommy need new socks.
i really wish….
I had just recorded my sleeping newborn’s 5 second fart. Legend-ary. You would all be impressed.
These are the moments, highlights of my day. #newmom
some days….
I pray for bedtime. Just to make sure it’s early, I run them around the block before bath time.
the face of…
As I leaned over…
To give Lil L her vitamins in the tub, I screamed. It was like seeing that 15 foot gator on the golf course in Florida, it just can’t be real. I turned tail and told my husband, “you gotta see it and you better take care of it fast. I’m just not going to do it”
A poop boat the size of my daughter’s arm was floating in the tub. Some days, I JUST CAN’T. Today is that day.
Hate…
Is so easy.
Love is hard.
Remember this mommies when we speak in front of our children or sit ifly by while others voice hatred, for we set the example for our children and the world.
Orlando, we love you and mourn the violence in your city at the stroke of one man who took the easy road of hate.
LOVE is the only answer, especially when its hard…it is still the only answer.
