Reason #132 "Damnit Asshole"

Emily was excited to see her preschool classroom, and meet her teacher. She had just turned 3, and would get upset when Big Brother left for school. Now it was her turn! She could barely contain herself. She ran around the room, touching everything. However, since this was just a meet-and-greet, she was only able to have a few minutes to play while I got all the necessary information.

Everything went smoothly, and she was able to start the very next week. I called Emily to come over since it was time to leave. "No, I don't wanna go!" She huffed. "You'll come back next week. We have lots of other things to do today," I tried to reason with her, attempting to show the teacher how well she listens. "Aww, damnit asshole!" Emily slumped over to me and grabbed her coat from my arms. I gulped. I could feel my cheeks turning bright red. "Kids.." I nervously chucked, and darted out the room with Emily behind me. 

The reason for this blog...

I've been faced with a lot of things in my life, as most people can say. And not until recently did I realize that the overachievers out there have been looking down on me, and believe that I'm a bad mother for the choices I've made. (I write this now, as two co-workers whisper in the next cubicle about my son. I can hear them.)

I don't do drugs; I don't beat my children; I don't let them bully others. I give my children unconditional love; spoil them (in the "good" way, if you believe in a such thing); and will support them on whatever journey they desire... within reason. (And I can say "within reason" because they're 7 and 3.)

As I've been talking with other mothers, I realized that I was quickly falling victim to the overachievers, and actually started to believe that maybe I have been doing a bad job. However, as I've talked with similar moms, I realized that I am not a bad mother. I am doing the very best that I can, and if that's not up to the highest standards, then they can kiss my ass. 

That's the reason for this blog. I want an outlet for this crazy roller coaster called Motherhood. I want to explain my choices in life, from the big to the small. To document all the reasons why I'm a "bad mother." And I'm hoping to connect with other moms out there that feel the same way I do. I know I'm not alone. I want all the so-called "bad mothers" out there to know that too. So, please feel free to leave your input, whether you agree or not. But beware.. I really don't give a crap!