I am craving a soft serve cone today so bad it isn't fit. It's all Anna's fault. The power of suggestion. She likes to pretend about all these treats she has 'made', so she is forever offering me these delectable imaginary treats I have to pretend to eat, and then I get hungry for them, for REAL. *sigh* Doesn't help with that whole post-partum weight loss thing.
She is doing fine, in reference to 2 posts ago. Yay!
SO...
There seems to be two camps (I will oversimplify and reduce many perspectives to two) , that I didn't even realize existed. There is a whole world out there of blogging moms who jokingly say they are endeavoring to 'lower the bar' for parents everywhere, call themselves white trash mom, and the like, with pride (not that there's anything wrong with that). But they have set themselves up against another camp they refer to as the Martha Stewart Moms. I know people have given me some irritated comments in the past about being too smiley, (do you ever wipe that stupid thing off your face???) and disgusted at various habits, like anything one makes from scratch or whatever else they see as being Mrs. Cleaver-ish.
Look, people-who-might-criticize-but-aren't-reading-this, People are just living their lives how they want. Aren't we all. Don't be a hate-a.
I bet if you talked to those women you consider Martha Stewart Moms, you would find they have their fair share of insanity in their life, and there are more than ample times where their hair is afro-ed and their house a mess. Maybe you just missed that day. They undoubtedly have a list of failures, inadequacies or challenges you may not see but are potentially painful hurdles for them. Everybody does.
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Funny quotes from Anna:
"Yook, dat man has a smushtash." (moustache)
after finishing an English muffin Daddy had given her, "Uhm, Daddy? Can I have another... uh...Iwish .... donut?"
She wasn't certain, but knew it was some kind of British-Isles-vicinity pastry.
2 comments:
Amen.
The fact is that everyone is broken. My issue with some moms is that they expend alot of energy pretending to the outside world that there isn't anything wrong with their lives. They need to know that the 'jig is up'. We know you're messed up too!
So, let us find a balance. Yes, you can smile if you are happy, yes you can bake from scratch if that makes you happy! Yes, you can buy your muffins at the superstore if that eases your stress. Lets just be who we are. Let's be REAL. That means the messy stuff too.
Now...there are moms who never seem happy. They constantly complain and seem "broken" 100% of the time. Nothing is right, they aren't satisfied etc. Those women need healing too. Unhappy-all-the-time people need to learn about thankfulness and that they are the only ones who can make positive changes!
Balance. For the "slacker Mom's" who say it with pride (me!) and the "Martha Stewart" ones too. We can still be friends. I can teach you to relax, and you can teach me to make buns.
Let's be friends. And be real!
Can I have an Iwish donut too? But only if it's made from scratch and you HAVE to wear a cute apron when you make it. Oh and please put homemade huckleberry jam that has been infused with a hint of lemon, only Canadian lemons if you please. He,he,he. I'm totally aslacker, but a wanna be martha stewart. I'll get there one day. It'll be Bucky a la Martha.
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