When i was in the hospital all i could think about was the ways i was letting my children down. That is the curse of motherhood made worse by depression.
Look at all those other moms on their blogs i would think. They bake. They sew. They garden. They do crafts, with their kids! As much as i love blogging it has this way of making you feel insufficient as a mother. Sometimes i feel like it's a competition to see who has the best house, the best craft room, the best photos of their projects. What happened to just being a mom? Why is it so damn hard for me to even think about those things?
I am not crafty by nature. I love to cook, but my kids hate food. I don't love to bake - too much mess, too many calories.
I used to love looking at all the pretty houses and pretty things people made. Now it just makes me feel more like a failure or give me this desire to compete.
That's not what i want. I want to hear all your stories. I want to hear celebrations of the terrible days and the whimsical days of motherhood.
So. Today we drove to victoria and had lunch with dad, then we went to the evil giant mall which made it all too clear to me how ragamuffin my kids are, we visited the giant toy store where we wandered every aisle and my kids marvelled at all the stuff, rode the bikes, sat in the cars, played with the trains, and then we left. They asked for nothing. The mere adventure of seeing ALL THAT STUFF was enough for them. Then we came home and drove over to their school and while i did some painting on one of the portables and a little work in the garden they played happily. For hours.
That's it. Now they are sitting at home watching shane's new band record some songs.
It is such a simple life. But, today, i am very happy for it.
Posted by Jess at 08:25 PM Permalink


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Jess.....
DO not ever under estimate the quality and wonder of Simple....my four kids knew it first hand and at one time *I* felt like I was such a lacking mom....and yet as they grow and mature, Kyke is 20!!!! oh DEAR 20 :) AND doing so so well. I remember him being 10 and his dad left he and the three other kids and me and it was our first Christmas and him in HOW wise old 10 years said "oh mom, I have had LOTS of Christmas's and I know we do not have any money, so please use any money you can get for the *little* kids to get presents...they deserve it" AND yes Dang I was proud and yet I cried for his grace and maturity and for HIS loss of his childhood. Everyone said "Oh your kids will grow and be better for it" and yes they have :0( but MAN what A LOSER I felt.....but truthfully I am so proud of them all now....I am and YOU will be as YOU are now....We are blessed....and loved ....
Always here.....
always
Lori fellow Junebug mom
Posted by Lori | April 9, 2007 08:55 PM