So I thought I was all “Wonder Mom” because I make my kid breakfast every morning. And home schooling an academically gifted child ain’t a walk in the park either… especially since I’m not even close to being academically ANYTHING. Plus, being a WAHM (Work At Home Mom… not “Wham!“) means I have to somehow fit 12 hours of work into 3 hours, every day.
And then I see all the really neat things other moms have crafted and cooked for their families & homes… and suddenly, I’m relieved nobody has reported me to the DCFS for neglect… lol.
I really do admire mommies who have the time and patience to dedicate several days of the week for craft projects with the kidlets. The creative mommies who decorate their homes to help celebrate the different seasons of the year. Health conscious mommies who make certain everyone meet the daily nutritional requirement for every vitamin and mineral. If you are any or all of these, I salute you. ♥
As much as I try to practice emotional, mental, and spiritual bonding each day with my one and only child… and as much as I love Food Networking it in the kitchen on a daily basis if only to see the sparkle in my son’s eye as he enjoys the meal I’ve prepared for him, there are days when I just need a teeny bit of zone-out time.
It’s on these days the pots, pans, and all the fabulous cooking tools remain undisturbed, and I practice the mysterious art of boiling water for our delicious Cup Noodle dinner.
<quickie trivia> Cup Noodles are pretty big in Japan… they have a wider range of flavors back home like: Curry, Chili Tomato, Miso, Bacon Soy Sauce, Brazilian Chicken, and Fried Rice to name a few! They also have Cup Noodle museums and theme parks! </trivia>
It’s also when I’m not able to expand on every discussion my son and I have. We’re brainstormers… no joke. I explain everything in depth… our discussions quickly grow into 500 individual legs of alternate possibilities. It’s been like this since even before my kid learned how to talk. But I have days when my brain feels like it’s been liquefied, and have only enough brain spark to say what must be said… and nothing more.
Sometimes I’m too beat to keep my eyeballs open that I’ve passed out right on the floor pillows. JRoc’s always been really good about making sure I don’t nap for longer than 2 hours… lol. My son, on the other hand, is not a fan of naps. He hasn’t taken a nap since he was … two? The kid’s got so much energy and takes advantage of every minute of his day. I’m usually full of energy too, but every once in a while… #deflated
Some nights, after J’s gone to dreamland, I pass on putting together a meal plan for the next day (actually, I’ve attempted to do that maybe twice… didn’t work out… lol.) or preparing fresh clothes or school materials for the morning. Instead I sneak in a good cry. Not because I’m sad or upset about anything… it’s like washing away all the extra emotions built up inside… a release. When morning comes, my kid throws on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and gather the stuff he needs for the day’s lessons himself.
And at the end of the day, my son still prays…
Thank you, God for my beautiful mommy. She loves & takes care of me like you do us, and she is the most special gift You have given to me. Thank you for our good health, never letting us go hungry, a roof over our heads, and lots of fun and interesting things to fill our day. Thank you for making me the luckiest boy in the world.
So even though I may not the “perfect” mommy I envisioned myself to be before I became preggers, I now realize that I don’t get points deducted for instant noodle dinners and passing out on the floor. Most important, my kid’s crazy about me… 🙂
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Carmen is a mom, life strategist, religion teacher, best selling author, advice columnist, foodie wannabe, and advocate for victims of narcissistic abuse. She is currently living la vida loca in Vegas with her not-so-little human… prepping him for med school while pseudo-adulting, Tahitian dancing, and exploring the delicious world of bubble tea *woo!*