Wednesday, April 07, 2010

"Whatever character you give your children shall be their future".

Ugggghhh. I just steeped myself a Yogi Tea, ever had that kind before? Best herbal teas ever, and they have a cute little mantra on each tea bag. This is mine tonight. And I'm fucked, and my children are fucked if it's true.

A little background. I usually like me as a mother, pretty comfortable with how I rule the roost and how I dole out praise and discipline. On Tuesday I found myself in the emergency room at the General undergoing a minor, but very painful procedure. I continue to be in quite a bit of a pain now, and didn't take my happy pills tonight because Jo had to go out and I wanted to be of sound mind when alone with the kiddies. Well, they would likely have been better off with me doped up. I was such a witch tonight, on those poor kids for every little infraction. How many mothers do you know get upset when their kid asks for another apple? Now you know one, and I don't blame you if you cut me out of your friend list. I'm not a yeller, and I yelled tonight. Grace actually took over bedtime and took Edie to the bathroom and got her organized for bed. Once I calmed down, I was able to tuck them in, apologize PROFUSELY for my sins. They forgave. They hugged. Grace said she understood, she feels that way when she had a headache. Edie asked me if I wanted a bandaid. They smelled good and they were fluffy.

So, I really hope I didn't teach my kids tonight the character of raging bitch, because they are so nice, I don't want them to spoil.

7 comments:

alison said...
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alison said...

Ignore the freaking tea bag. You're doing a fine job. I can be a raging bitch too, but I think the important part is the explaining and apologizing. The girls know that I'm not perfect, but I'm trying. So what you're doing is building empathy. They need to understand that mommies have bad days too. Cheer up and don't worry, I don't think you're scarring or spoiling them. And I hope you're feeling better now from whatever procedure you had done.

Mis(s)Mannered Mom said...

I agree wholeheartedly with Alison. We aren't perfect people (or I'm not!) and while I take this Mother gig pretty seriously, I make mistakes. It gets messy. I've yelled ooohh a time or a thousand. I always apologize, and shockingly-they love me anyways. I think it teaches them that when they lose it (and do they ever!) that they too, will still be accepted and loved. It's a teachable moment. At least that's what I tell myself when I'm yelling through my teeth at them.

XUP said...

Yes, if you're not a perfect, robotic Stepford mother 100% of the time your kids will grow up to be serial killers. You might as well start saving for bail money and high-profile lawyers now

Pauline said...

LOL@XUP's comment.

You were in pain and stressed, its understandable. :)

girlaboutOtown said...

You're nomiated!

http://www.girlaboutotown.com/2010/04/09/ottawa-blogging-spreading-smiles/

You me laugh out loud with your poignant and honest stories of modern mommyhood.

Thanks for sharing!

karen said...

girlabout: Why thank you! I'm not sure that I've ever had a blog award before! I will tackle this when I can give it my undivided attention.

pauline: oh god, the pain. *shiver*

xup: but if my kids became serial killers, i could go on oprah and option book deals and get rich.

miss-mannered: ha, i love "teachable moments". we turn the most inane stuff around here into these moments just to outgeek each other.

alison: damn, you told me! i'm going to seek out some anarchist tea bags in the future.