But this isn't about my dependency on the All-Mighty. This is about the terrible things-that-I-say-but-really-shouldn't-say-and-I-know-I-shouldn't-say-but-I-do-anyway phrases that I have grown accustom to using... toward my kids... or about my kids. The kind of things that make you say "Hmmm" or "Oh my!" or "Maybe we should call child services".
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Mmmmm Hmmm! |
My oldest daughter is entering her fantastic fours, which is a totally miss titled name for this age group. It should still start with an F but it should be closer to a four letter word with an ING at the end of it. (See! Totally inappropriate, but true.)
Anyway, she has been a very difficult child as of late and it seems to be showing on my face because I recently dropped my beautiful baby angels off at the YMCA and the ladies that worked there asked, with concern, if I was okay.
"I'm okay," I say "I'm just ready to slit my own wrists."
Well, this is one of those things that you can think all you want but don't say it out loud people!! Just don't! These wonderfully kind ladies who help me raise my children and honestly do I better job of it then I do, ushered my babies into the child area and then tell me that everything will be okay. That I just need to burn off some steam and not to worry about anything. Go and relax!
Bless them! They care about me so much.
But it made me realize that I say a lot of things that are highly inappropriate when it comes to my kids. Is this normal? Is this okay? Am I the only one that feels this way?
I'll just give you some highlights of some of the things I think and probably shouldn't say out loud... But I do.
1. Shoot me now.
2. I hate my life.
3. Mommy needs more Vodka
4. For your own safely you need to go to your room (when addressing my children)
and always, the tried and true,
5. Miming of pulling a trigger to an imaginary gun pressed against my own skull. Some times I put it in my mouth for added affect.
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Inappropriate |
But honestly, some times I just need a release! Some times I just have to call it what it is, and most of the time it is over dramatic and totally ill-advised and maybe a little bit scary. But you know what it mostly does? It makes me laugh and then I don't feel so bad.
And at the end of the day if I can still laugh, I'm doing alright.
Antenella
ps: Please don't call child services on me... thank you.
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