Bad Mom Moments.
We all have them. And, truth be told, those moments are not world-ending incidents that should require our “Mom” license to be under suspension or revoked. It’s simply the self-diagnosed feeling of inadequacy. I figure if we don’t share those times with other Moms (who I’m certain will, if not relate, understand, at the very least) than the overwhelming guilt will prevail.
With 4 kids under my wing, I’ve had lots of opportunities to fully indulge in Bad Mom Moments. I don’t have an actual number of moments as I haven’t been keeping tally. I figure it’s probably way more than 6,435, but I don’t really want to know. So, I decided to just pick a number and go with that. Sometimes they are really little things, like making my middle daughter wear her big sister’s socks because she doesn’t have any clean ones. Sometimes, they are much bigger things…like last week at the library.
Hence, Bad Mom Moment #6435.
We have been heading to the library for tutoring for the last month or so, twice a week after school. The girls get off the bus and we have about half an hour to get ourselves ready to head out. Last week I was rushing. I had a 3 year old literally covered from head to toe in sticky popsicle ick who needed a quick wash down and new outfit. My two older girls needed a quick change of clothes (as it was much warmer that afternoon than in the morning), and to grab their borrowed books to return. I was busy and distracted, repeating my requests for reasonable clothes choices and inquiring about the whereabouts of everyone’s library books. I pulled it off though…we arrived and found a parking spot with 5 minutes to spare.
The kids love playing on the children’s level of the library. There are books, puzzles, games, a real, live guinea pig, and even a castle to play in and get rid of some energy! After about 30 minutes of them off and playing, my middle daughter comes running up to me with a horrified look on her face and shrieks, “Mom! Mom! Lexi has no Pull-Up OR panties on!” Lexi is 3 years old and smack dab in the middle of potty training. Evidently while rushing to get out the door, I put a pretty new sundress on her without anything underneath. As 3 year olds are immodest, she spent the better part of 2 hours hiking up her dress, bending over, and somersaulting throughout the library. I spent that time chasing her around, begging her to come sit with me and read a book (with her dress pulled down) and praying no one else would notice my Bad Mom Moment. Of course, I had no extra pair of panties or Pull-Up in my purse. My other option? Try to convince two of the girls to stop what they were doing to hike out to the car, drive back to the house, and then return to try to find a parking spot…all while leaving my other daughter at the library. I opted for toughing it out. The library does have a sign on the door requiring shirts and shoes, but, it doesn’t say anything about Pull-Ups or panties.
Stay tuned for more Bad Mom Moments from me. I’m sure I won’t disappoint. I’d love to hear some of your Bad Mom Moments (just to make me feel better). 🙂