Finally, A Light-Hearted post - Mamma Confessions

A friend of mine over at Four Plus an Angel posted a sweet mom-confessions post.

 And from there I found a blog I had never read before. I love her honesty. That she says the things that we are probably thinking, but may not want to admit...


All work and no play makes mommy go something something


My confessions?...

I may have been known to, in times of mommy-fatigue:

Let my toddler eat crackers that had just been put into the trash, because he could reach them, and he was eating and needed the calories. (yes, this is save for posterity in a picture...)

Drive away from the house, reaching the end of our street before looking back to make sure I had remembered all the kids...

Buckle my babies' bucket style carseats into the van, only to find out about half a mile down the road that one of them was not clicked in properly as his carseat fell out of the base when I hit the brakes. (thank goodness my quick-thinking daughter caught him!)...

To thank God on some days that I worked outside of the home, because at work there are no kids telling me every five seconds to "mom, look at this!"...

Convince the kids that cereal for dinner is really a fun thing to do because I just didn't have the energy to cook...

But the biggest one: and this was a combined effort of my whole family:

I leave for work at 4am, on this day my husband left for a meeting at 6am, and around the same time my older son and daughter left for their days' activities. None of them remember who left first, but at about 7:30 am I got a frantic call at work from my (then) 6 year old children... "mommy, we're home alone and scared." Yep! I raced home from work, my son raced home from where he was. We got home at about the same time... The kids were fine, and had gotten their own breakfast, but were happy to see us, and wondered why we had all left them home alone...


Erika
© erikalandon 2012

I'm in the shower...

So - I'm in the shower today. Vivian comes in to ask me something. I say "can you give me a few minutes and then I'll answer your question, please?" "okay mom."

In walks Levi. "mom, where's Vivian?"
Me: "I'm not sure bud, I asked her to give me a few minutes."
Levi: "why??"
Me: "'Cause I'm in the shower and nobody should come in the bathroom when someone is in the shower."
Levi: "what? weird."
Me, "how's that weird?" (why did I ask???)
Levi: "'Cause you're our mom, we're supposed to be around you."
Me: "but not when I'm in the shower."
Levi: "yeah, and then we tell people secrets about you."

Hmmm... wonder what secrets are out there?? Remember, they already ask why I am so old, and why am I still fat...


Erika
© erikalandon 2010