Kids are so cute! Most of the time….
I’m going to give you a glimpse into my life as a parent. I LOOOOOOVE being a momma! I LOOOOOOVE my kids! I would die for them in an instant! Their happiness is extremely important to me. But sometimes, I flip them off behind their backs. Does that make me a bad person? Nah! It means that my kids can be assholes and my tolerance for assholery is limited!
I go back and forth from wanting to be with my kids all the time to needing a break from momming. My favorite parts of being a parent are snuggles, I love yous, story time, playing, etc. My least favorite parts are hiney wiping, refereeing fights, watching the same cartoon 700 times, NEVER getting to pee In peace, and negotiating bites of food at dinner time.
The dude is a sour patch kid. He will kick you in the shin and then crawl in your lap and cover you with kisses. He’s lucky he’s cute! My sweet husband constantly says that he’s not sure what will happen first for the dude, stitches, a broken bone, or jail… (my sweet boy will not be going to jail, but he is 100% rotten!).
Sass is adorable and sensitive and sweet but she has become quite the parrot. She will repeat ANYTHING she overhears. She likes to join adult conversations and you never know what quote she will bring up in front of your company. For example, one time she was riding in the car with her Aunt Amy and said out of no where “my mom says bad words.” 😳 Another example, we were leaving dinner the other night and she told us “ugh I’m pretty sure I just threw up in my mouth…” 😂 You must watch what you say around this one y’all.
Sometimes the comments from my offspring are factual but slightly hurtful. Right after I had the dude, I was standing in the kitchen talking to B and sass came up to give me a hug. She hugged my tightly, pulled away, looked up at me and said “momma, you’re squishy!” I shot a surprised look to my husband and saw his shock and hidden smile as he told her “sis, we don’t call momma squishy”. I mean, it’s funny now…..you can laugh.
Earlier this week, we went to dinner with friends. The dude was being his normal wild self so I was doing my best at holding him. He lifted up his shirt poked out his belly and said “look I’m a momma!”
This was definitely one of those flip my kid off moments, but I refrained and laughed it off. Either he thought he was like momma because he poked his belly out or because I don’t always wear a shirt at the house…. I’m going to go with the latter. I don’t like to wear clothes much. Sue me.
Listen, I’ve learned that I can’t take things my kids say too literally. They love me 100% and don’t mean to be hurtful, the also don’t know how to judge. I could take a page from their book.
Several of you have told me that I need to keep writing. So this blog is now going to cover a lot more than weight loss and healthy lifestyle choices. It’s just going to be about me. My struggles, my funnies, my everyday. Y’all we are all a lot more similar than we realize. And I promise I will keep it real. You will get to see the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Thanks for staying with me! Get ready to ride the roller coaster called Chelsea!