Am I awful? I hate having my kids in a bunch of activities. My friend is probably the best Mom that ever lived. Her kids are in multiple things, she keeps track of what they’re watching on TV and she doesn’t cuss around them. Seriously, she’s my hero! Did I mention that she makes them dinner ever night? She’s amazing…God Bless her! She also works outside her home while taking care of damn near everything inside her home.
I don’t have it in me to put my kids in sports or activities. Some of it, is that I hate…hate the idea of giving up our weekends to gather with tons of other screaming kids. I loath it. I like my weekends to be free to do nothing or everything or whatever but not that, for god-shakes!
The money. I am not rolling in the dough here. I don’t want to give our hard-earned cash to watch my child stand in the outfield and cry because the sun is out! I will not watch my child wander around the gymnastic floor lost because the trainer/teacher there is too busy getting the smaller siblings off the floor so she can do her job. What a waste for all of us. I don’t have the big bucks to put them in fancy Academy’s and if I did I still don’t think I would. Because I hate it!
I am not a soccer mom, a hockey mom, baseball mom, dance mom or anything thing like that. I do feel like this makes me a slacker of a mom at times…I do. But my heart’s just not in it.
I had my son in swimming for about a year. He didn’t like it but he needed to learn how to swim. I took him only two days a week for 6 weeks. In that time we missed two lessons because we were on road trips…we like to travel. He never complained if he missed because he didn’t want to go anyway. He was usually always glad he went for the most part after it was over. I also had him do a dog training class with one of our recuses’ at The Paul Beck Center in Aurora, CO. He liked that okay because he loves his dog but he cried in frustration every single time. I ended up doing the training more than he did. This is not what I singed up for. Tristan is not into organized spots…which is obviously fine with me. He has taken up weightlifting now in middle school which I think is pretty cool…because it requires nothing from me and it’s good for him!
My dear Gracie, my over achiever, sweet, sweet perfectionist. I’ve had her in Gymnastics since she was 3 and by the time she was 6, I just was over it. I swear the other moms, grand-moms…kids with babies…were all using this place as a daycare. I have never been more annoyed in my life! I spent hundreds of dollars on tons of leotards, tutus, leggings and fees, upon fees for both me and my Grace to walk out just plain pissed off. Well, I’m glad I could pay $150 for you to jump on that trampoline for 30 minutes then walk around lost the rest of time. That’s great..NOT!
I know what you might be thinking. Try a different place. What about what your kids wants? You’re right, maybe I should have tried a different place. Maybe I really just didn’t want to be there. I just don’t get the same joy as other moms do when they see their kids in a sport or activity. Although, if we’re being honest here, every single mom and dad I was with, in both swimming, Gymnastic and even the two years we did Kung Fu, all had their face in their phone. I was watching my kids…I was! I was watching in complete and utter frustration! I was watching the clock…like, is this almost over! And Yes, I should consider what my kids want to do…a little.
This is why last night I sat with them and we talked about this. I told them I would put them each in ONE activity or sport this summer. Just one but they have to finish it all the through and give it 100%. If I am going to pay for it, and all the other expense that comes with it, plus drive them all over the place, then they need to give this sport/ activity their best. So the conclusion was, Tristan wants to be a helper at the zoo. Yes, this is a real thing. And it’s hard labor mostly. They clean…a lot. But okay, I will see what I can do. Gigi was more complicated which is nothing new. She just can’t decide. Cooking classes, guitar lesson, dance or (cringe) back to gymnastics. So right now for her that means she doing nothing…because, hell no…I won’t do that to myself.
I cuss. I wouldn’t say that I cuss all the time but I do add a few zingers here and there. I even cuss in my blog and I know that I shouldn’t. I am a christian…I know that it’s wrong yet I do it anyway. I don’t cuss out people or my family (mostly) but I do cuss. I don’t even feel bad about it normally. I mean, I don’t throw around the *F bomb like it’s nothing! I save that one usually for specially occasions. Of course, there are some cuss words that are even too bad for me to say. But I have my go-tos. The ones that are part of my everyday vocab and my kids don’t even blink twice to hear me say them. Does this make me an asshole parent? Probably. Should I do better? Absolutely!
This is a crutch for me! I have a dirty mouth! All of my sisters do! We all three talk like drunken pirates and I honestly can’t say why we do? Sure we heard my parents cuss in causal conversation but not really badly. We sure did get cussed out by them at time or two or thirty…but that’s different. I am not even offended by it in the least either. We are all educated, one of us has a master’s degree in criminal justice and the other has her a degree as well and does the books for a very well-to-do company. I’ve been a teacher since 2003. I started working with special needs children and moved on to early education and finally to kindergarten and kids that were being held back or just needed more time. I had the perfect job with great co-worker and wonderful parents…finally after years of crap and horrible management, when Jason got the news we were moving out of Colorado and to Fargo, North Dakota. But I like I was saying… we are smart. We are not using cuss words because of lack of a vocabulary. Not at all. We like it. I think it.
And last but not least…why I suck as parent. Tablet time, TV…Youtube, video games. I’m fine with it. I kick my kids outside. Let me rephrase that. I kick my son outside plenty. My daughter lives on pure adrenaline. She never stops. She would be outside “mom, watch this!” all day if I let her. It doesn’t atter rain, snow, 70 mph wind… she outside. She’s on her bike, rollerblading, on her scooter, sidewalk chalk, making up a game, collecting ants and naming them; after she makes them a new habitat and accidentally drowns them all, or she will just have a cart-wheel contest, where she wins every time. So after I clean the dirt and grim off of her and get her to sit still, I am like, PLEASE just watch a movie and be still for all that is holy!!! Give me a break! The girl exhaust me. My son will ride his bike, walk the dog, go the park and now he will even mow the yard for fun…which is great! But then he wants to chill and I am fine with that because his sister takes every bit of energy that I have! This is why if I wake up in the morning and the kids are on tablets and not bothering me… I am totally good with that!
Yes, I check what they watch. Especially when it comes to YouTube. Right now, it’s watching other kids open things and Barbie for Grace. Tristan is 13 so he looks up stuff to figure out how to beat the next level on his video game. He also enjoy watching people doing really stupid stuff…I guess that’s funny? You know, like jump off a roof into a pool but totally miss the pool and land on a fence. I hate that stuff. But whatever. I know my kid and he is the most cautious kid on the Earth. He wouldn’t even ride a bike till he was ten because it looked dangerous.
Let me not forget dinner time. I am doing keto so I stay away from carbs but my kids eat them like crazy. Mac-n-cheese or chicken nuggets, corn dogs, how about a cheese quesadilla? All foods they love! Sure they eat tons of strawberries, grape and apple sauce. Lots of lots of green beans and broccoli, even carrots sometimes. But when I make real chicken, fish or even a steak…they want to puke. So their dinner takes me about 10 mins or less to make most nights and some nights I’ve been know to let them have ice cream! Yep…I’m that mom.
I haven’t told my husband this yet but Grace’s teacher told me she could skip 2nd grade and go into 3rd if I chose for her to. She basically did 2nd already this year and was working on 3rd grade work and it was easy for her. She is smart. She is a hard worker. She is diligent! She wants to do her best always! She cares about the work she puts out there. She’s only 7. She acts like she 16 in both good and bad but she planning for college already. She is messy and covered in dirt but it’s because she never, never gives up. She will practice and practice and study and study until she knows it better than anyone. This is just who she is.
Tristan was on Honor roll this year. He had the best report of his life! It wasn’t easy for him either. He really has to work hard. School doesn’t come easy to him. He stayed after school day after day and kept up on his homework. I saw him cry in frustration but he kept at it and he did great. He is the man of our house Monday – Friday while his Dad is out-of-town. He checks on me and makes sure I didn’t miss shutting a window or locking a door. He helps me with his sister, which is such a lifesaver. He is without any doubt the kindest and sweet human on the Earth. When my health trouble arise, Tristan makes my tea, get my meds and my heating pad. His dad has taught him well.
So I have to say…I may suck in plenty of areas but my kids have manners, they are doing amazing in school and are plain great kids. And consider the kids I have seen through the years working in schools myself, I am beyond blessed to have the ones I do.
I know I can’t take all the credit but damn it! I think I sure take a little!