Once again, I am here to spill some of my mommy secrets. Those skeletons in the closet that no "good mama" would dare tell a soul. Those things that we don't do (*cough*) on occasion or let slip by just to keep ourselves sane.
I did not let my daughter leave the house without brushing her hair. I wasn't in a rush and I realize how her hair looks all ratty without it being brushed so would never let her be seen in public like this. I especially wouldn't let her go out in public several times like this because even in the mad dash that ensues before running out the door with three little ones I always have the time to brush everyone's hair.
The other day when it was extremely loud downstairs and my nerves were frazzled I did not tell my husband that I needed to go put a basket of clean clothes away only to go into our bedroom and lay down on the bed for some piece of quiet. You all know me and know that I would never make myself seem busy when I was instead taking a break.
I did not tell my son at the store that the toys he picked out were not for sale and that we would have to put them back. I did not tell him that we would get them next time we were shopping there, knowing full well that this was a thrift store and that they would certainly not be there next time because 1. we only go to that store once a month and 2. the toys have a fast turnover rate there. I would never do that! Not Me!
And I surely did not put my toddler in a pile of leaves to get a cute photo only to have him scream when I covered his legs up. I did not go ahead and take the photo before rescuing him from the scary crunchy leaves. Do you think I'm that kind of mama?! Not me!
I did not get the whim after hearing about a friend who just redid her playroom floor to pull up the carpet in the dining room to see a half finished wood floor. I did not get this whim on a Sunday evening and spend half the night pulling staples and mopping the floor while hubby did the trim work. I now do not have a floor that has TONS of work that needs to be done. (But on a side note, I do already like the wood floor better than the carpet that was on the floor that we did not do. Confused yet?) I always plan things ahead of time and would never start a project in the middle of the evening at the end of a weekend. Never ever!
And will you all now please share one of your Not Me! moments so that I don't look like the only bad mother out there?! :)