Tuesday, May 13, 2014

I Am That Mother . . .





I am that Mother who let's her kids take a mental health day from school.

I am that Mother who allows her kids to have cupcakes for breakfast on the weekend.

I am that Mother who yells at her kids for licking the beaters because of the raw eggs, but licks them when her kids aren't looking.

I am that Mother who forgets to wash her kids school uniforms the night before, but then throws them in the dryer the next morning pretending they've been washed.

I am that Mother who has let her daughter skip reading at night because I am too tired to care.

I am that Mother who will occasionally throw out the F bomb in front of her kids.

I am that Mother who lets her under aged daughter drink wine at home on special occasions.

I am that Mother who teaches her kids how to do their own laundry so I don't have to.

I am that Mother who forgets about tag day and sends her daughter to school in uniform.

I am that Mother who crawls back in bed after sending her kids off to school because she is exhausted.

I am that Mother who eats chocolate but hides it from her kids.

I am that Mother who stays up late playing games on the internet because I can't sleep.

I am that Mother who is amazed at how awesome her kids grades are when I hated school so much.

I am that Mother who secretly likes her kids to pile in her bed to play on their iPads even though I sometimes make them get out.

I am that Mother who could cares less what other moms think of me.

I am that Mother who likes to occasionally stay in her PJ's all day long.

I am that Mother who worries every time one of her kids gets behind the wheel of a car.

I am that Mother who stays awake at night until all of her kids are home in bed.

I am that Mother that has cried after disciplining her kids.

I am that Mother that is very proud of all that her kids have accomplished.

I am that Mother that does without so many things in order to give her kids a good education.

I am that Mother who is addicted to Dunkin Donuts coffee and has no problem admitting that it is needed some times to survive the day.

Most important . . . I am that Mother that God chose for 3 little girls who I love unconditionally.

Yep . . . I am that Mother!

 


6 comments:

  1. I can relate 100% with my 3 girls! :) Great Blog!

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  2. Kathy, this is so good!! :-)) I heard myself in most of those as I read them out loud. Love ya, chick!

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  3. Thanks Kathy I'm that mother too and with three girls. I'm also that mother who calls her daddy every now and then just to say that I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. :-)

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  4. A hard working chocolate sneaking kind of mom ... that's my kind of mom! <3

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