I’m plagued by intense guilt from all the mompetition going around. I don’t participate in it, mind you; however I do rake myself over the coals internally every time I do something on “the list” that makes me feel like a really shitty mom.
Wanna see my list? I’m all about baring my soul today. Some of you should probably stop reading here lest your image of me be tarnished forever.
Bad Mommy Qualifications That I Have Zero Trouble Meeting:
- My children have become quite familiar with Sponge Bob.
- Pop Tarts are eaten at breakfast with increasing regularity.
- Bribing the girls with candy has gotten far too easy.
- I yell more than is necessary. And then cringe when I catch one daughter in particular copping the same attitude/ tone of voice right back at me.
- I waffle between encouraging their individuality and then getting lazy and not being consistent about it. They are twins, and sometimes this makes mommyhood hard.
- See also: I have different expectations of each of them. Which isn’t fair. And I can’t seem to stop.
- I demand and expect far too much from them at the tender age of 5 1/2.
- I serve chicken nuggets and pizza more often than I care to admit.
- I have very little separation anxiety when I leave my kids with MaMa & PaPa (the girls’ grandparents) when we go out of town.
- I do not know how to sew, knit, or do fun crafty things. When the girls sleep over at MaMa’s house? They come home with things like homemade dresses (in princess patterns they choose themselves at the fabric store), aprons, sweaters, scarves, and hats, all handmade by MaMa. Apparently I missed out on Martha Stewart 101.
I could go on and on. But I’ll stop there.
Because there has to be a balance, right? So here’s the list of things I try to remember when I feel all Bad Mommyish:
- I love my kids. Beyond words. And they know it.
- We snuggle in bed together with books.
- We play the princess matching game. We cheat sometimes.
- We have play dates with friends.
- We go to the movies and out for ice cream together.
- I supervise cartwheel and dancing contests.
- We bake together, shop together, and sing Madonna and Lady Gaga together.
- I teach them tolerance, acceptance, and appreciation of all living things.
- I teach them about being green, recycling, and how to be kind to the Earth.
- I teach them that because they are so lucky, they need to share what they have with others.
- I have spent the last 5 1/2 years at home with them. And while it isn’t and hasn’t been easy? There’s pretty much nothing I’d rather be doing than being their mom.
What makes you feel like a bad mommy/parent? Do you ever sense the Mompetition out there? How do you deal with it? Leave it in the comments!