Wow – am almost tempted to just Twitter that and forget the expanding on an idea thing but it’s too late now. Besides I think it is more than 140 characters and I don’t need to struggle with that brand of inadequacy today too….
Let’s not get technically correct and/or literal I know WHO – it’s not like I got a Gaggle of bastards with no daddy running around here. I know which ones belong to which DNA contributor…
But that is using the word bastard as it is defined in the dictionary. If you wanna go with its popular, common, trendy (pick one please) use…. I could be tempted to possibly say that one …. nah I won’t say it – dumb idea. Is bastard a word that will knock me out of Freshly Pressed consideration?
When it comes to the warm fuzzy parts of motherhood – love and stuff..I got that covered – in fact I am the best Mom there is …ever!
NO no no…do not try to argue the point. You may THINK you are the best mom ever BUT I KNOW I am and unless you have more than 6 little loves (yea count em ! HA! ) with at least half of their DNA mix coming from you that tell you every day – you got nothing on me. Besides… I really need you to just go with it ..just give me this ONE MOMENT (please? my Mom confidence points are kind of low ya know?)
OK make that 5 because I got one here that thinks I am here solely for the purpose of …I don’t know that he thinks I have any purpose. To hear him tell it, I am pointless, my job is stupid, my blog is a waste of time and I am just an all around failure, loser, no good …. I don’t need to go on do I? OH yeah add Crazy – that is a favorite.
16 yo woke up one day acting like he slept in a
Holiday Inn Express, in Hell.
Every opportunity to get a dig in edgewise – he is on it. The boy is bright – damn near genius in fact … and stuck in I’m grown and you can’t tell me anything about life because what do you know? phase and I am in I love my kid but I don’t like him much. land
Is there some Mommy law that says I have to? Then why do I feel so horribly terrible that he infuriates me to the point of not even wanting to talk to him….
This is the kid who had such horrible separation anxiety that when I worked at the daycare and he went there, -because the reason to work at a day care if you have kids, is to get free daycare so that your hard-earned paycheck does not got to paying the daycare you must have because you have to work because you are a single mom with 2 small kids – that I had to duck down every time I went by the viewing window of his room because if he saw me, he would lose it.
The kid who once drew a purple astronaut that I still have. - that’s another story for some other day – The one kid I have who , if I didn’t know for damn sure came out of my….anyways I couldn’t even try to say he isn’t mine. He looks enough like me that my younger kids saw a picture of me when I was in the Army and thought it was him.
Not quite sure how to take that one but I have had a couple of his school pictures that startled me so much – it was like looking at myself over the years. He doesn’t really know what to do with that one either.
The only kid who was home with me all summer and we had some really good talks and times and bonding moments. The kid who has the highest IQ – hands down, of any of them. He could get B’s without any effort at all, and he makes less than any effort and isn’t even in school right now.
The kid who has potential oozing from him – smart, mostly funny, brilliant on the guitar,(amazingly brilliant, nearly capital B-type) good-looking, the whole package. He could rule the world if he used his powers for good.
And he is lost. I recognize that and resemble it more than any other thing with him. He is so lost.
Is it a requirement that teenage boys go through the know-it-all my mom is stupid and pointless mode? He has a good friend that is so polite and respectful and helpful and it turns out, treats his own mother like shit. It’s no wonder they don’t want us to meet and compare notes. This kid’s mom loves my son and said she would take him any day.
Really? Are we talking about my son are you sure? Cause that doesn’t sound like him lately..
Whose dumb idea was it to have them go through this stage when they need their moms the most?
Whose dumb idea was it to put me in charge of sending out – and leading the search party for this kid? I get the lost.. I know lost. But I don’t know where to look anymore.
Whose dumb idea was it to have this kid, the one that is more me than not, be the one kid - be just like me ?
I want my sweet loving little boy back. I want the hugs and kisses, the talks, the recognition.
I want to save him. I want him to save me.
Whose dumb idea was it to let mother’s care so much even when we don;t want to. I still do nice things for him. Bring him food, buy him a treat… try to talk to him.
Ok I admit, not so much lately talking, because I usually get nothing but grief. And the insults and digs – coming from anyone else, I am rubber...RUBBER boinggggg ….
From him..well not so much.
Somebody really wasn’t thinking when they made me a mother. (besides the obvious of me and the dad )
It’s like they got some new innovative (note to self remove innovative from vocabulary. explain later) idea up there in the fate department. Oh, grand experiment – let’s see what happens… DUMB IDEA!
I am good Mom – not the best, not the worst.
Giving them to me for kids – great idea.
Giving me to them for a mom? -
I won’t say it was a dumb idea. I love them fiercely and completely and achingly and that can right many wrongs. Getting a fun mom, a goofy mom isn’t the worst lot in life. Even cracked, disorganized and aimlessly wandering mom is something they can bounce back from. I love them, accept them, listen to them and try not to embarrass them to much. Unless it’s on purpose because they need a reality check on the attitude.
Nothing says straighten up like Veggietales belted at maximum volume. slightly off-key when the friends are around.
But I don’t like them all the time.
Which isn’t a dumb idea on closer examination, it’s life. It’s real.
Separating from mothers is actually what NEEDSto be done and I know that the attitude and the blustery snotty complete opposition - mutiny is what it is -to me all of a sudden, is partly him growing up. Why he is so nasty about it I don’t know yet. It couldn’t be part of the that which I so richly deserve .. or my comeuppance or Karma. That’s just dumb.
And whoever up there in the Office of the Powers That Be said it had to be hard and painful and …did I say painful yet? Whoever decided that I should be a mom x 6 and have to go through 3 boy things and 3 girl things from birth to grown, give and take some years - you suck!
I got a dumb idea with your name on it so beware..when I can turn my attention to you…in 20 years when they are all grown and on their own, I will be doing just that.
It was a dumb idea to raise the age of maturity. What happened to 7? I mean really. 18 is marginal but kids these days ..4o ish is ridiculous. Babies having babies. Dumb. And dumber.
Thinking that just because I don’t like Mr. Know it all Smarty Pants right now, means I don’t love him with every bit of my being, and that I will give up on him has to be the number one DUMBEST IDEA you ever had. SO quit trying.
I got Will of my own – you gave it to me. With capital W emphasis no less.
(bet you think that was a pretty dumb idea huh?)
- you need a mother, very badly. (ruthlesshannah.wordpress.com)
- Are schools dumbing down our kids? (inaminutemom.wordpress.com)
- Dumb Girls Confuse Their Best Intentions with Sabotage (deathtodumbgirls.com)