Saturday, February 02, 2013
Diary of a The Faliure Feeling....
Only for a moment did I allow myself to feel like a failure and a huge piece of unappreciated crap, this morning. I poured a cup of coffee and realized that there will be many more moments like this. Motherhood is more than baby sweet smells and the lovely commercials of sweet babies swaddled in cotton, sleeping through the night. It's when they can talk back that the fun starts!
The greatest moment of my morning was the question, "Are you really going to cry over this?"
No wait, maybe it was, "I didn't DO ANYTHING!"
"All I want for my birthday is a puppy and that's it. I'm probably just getting clothes," bemoaned my teenager in her lack of style, grace, and class. It was such a proud moment as a mother.
It was in that moment that I felt completely like the failure. Did I really raise such a child? One day she would just want only clothes and the next morning, a morning leading to a sleepover night with friends coming over, she bemoans not getting a new puppy. She knows and knew this puppy thing thing would never happen, but hell, there has to be something to complain about, right? Oh, we have two pups, already!
What a Saturday.
Bright spot...The husband is grocery shopping! For that I am so thankful.
Done venting and bitching.