“Oh don’t get this mess twisted. I am NOT a California mom. I WILL beat your ass!” Ronnie to Duchess
No Judgement…..okay, just a little judgement.
It’s interesting to note, that I don’t know whether it’s because I’m away from my core support, I’m frustrated, or that it’s just the real me coming out, but I’ve found myself, reverting to what my true personality style. Meh, probably a mixture of all the above. I am vulgar….I am severe….I am offensive! Deal with it. I don’t begrudge California mom’s a single thing in the world. I mean, it’s not like I LOVE my kids more, they love their kids less…it’s just that we have very different parenting styles. I’ll belch in front of my kids, tell my son to suck it up, smack my daughter in the mouth, whereas, I’ve not seen much of that out here….I dunno, they may be more cultured here….HEY, I’ve never, EVER said I was cultured….I am, for all Intensive Purposes (I know) a Ozarkian mom….a Beer drinking, Brat eating, Midwest Farmer’s Daughter, and Gosh Darn it, people like me…or they hate me…there is no in between…No Judgement… We all judge…whether we mean to or not.
I was watching a Cali mom, um, negotiate with her toddler this morning, and I KNOW my face (Becky) belied what I was thinking. You don’t negotiate with a toddler, but I can’t judge that….Coming back from Merrill Family Vacation last August, Duchesses decided she was hungry, and started the slow clap chant of, “I want McDonalds, I want McDonalds, I want McDonalds”….but I told her, “No…we’re tired of eating there“….”I WANT McDonalds (it was nap time), I WANT McDonalds (then a song), I want McDonalds, Donald, Donald, I want McDonald“, desperate I looked at Merrill and said, “For the love of all things holy, find a FREAKING McDonalds“….so see? I’m not much better…but the toddler this morning, clearly aware of her positioning in the family, held the upper hand, and the more the toddler held on to her guns, the more embarrassed the mom became, and before we all knew it, the toddler was doing exactly what she wanted….”Well, you could have saved us all a lot of heartache if you’d let her do IT” I thought….but that was wrong….sorta.
I was standing in Duchess’s new ASP with a brand new step mom. She was tall, beautiful, young woman, of professional stature. She had the aura of someone who wanted to be a good mom, but her new step son, did NOT want to leave just yet. I walked in and said, “Let’s go Duchess“….”NO! I’m busy” she responded. “Well that’s too bad. Guess I’ll drink your smoothie in the car“…“OH! I’m coming mommy” and she grabbed her bag and made her way to the door….”I’ll have to remember that” the new mom said to me, “I can’t get him out of here“….”Yes well, I’ve been a mom for 28 years…you’ll figure it out. I promise…..BTW, you’re doing a great job. Just being here, shows him you care. He’ll come around” and with that, I walked out. See, I’ve seen this new trend on social media, in which moms get it up, for shaming other moms. That’s not right. IDGAF who you are, being a mommy is the hardest job in the world. It is the ONLY job where you’re exhausted at the end of the day, you don’t get paid, and frankly, the guilt you feel ALL THE TIME about being a good mommy weights almost as much as the new Fall Line LV luggage I saw at the store. Mom’s should be encouraging each other, supporting each other. I don’t want read how you catered your 18 month old’s party with fancy ice-cube decorations….I want to know how you got rid of his cough, how you get them to eat anything other than chicken nuggets, and please for the love of Dior, how did you get her past McDonalds? No Judgment folks, but come on….we judge, because we base our worth as a human on how well we run our families, and in this household, chaos rules…in this house, we yell, like a LOT! I mean, I hate that, but it just is what it is. I can’t be that bad, because my son holds my hand when we cross the street, Duchess snuggles up to me, Merrill couldn’t wind his ass, or scratch his watch without me….so as Peg Bundy as I am….and I AM Peg Bundy…we’re doing okay. As a final thought, I actually told my son today, “Son. Watch those hugs from girls. It’s a different time now. Girls are brutal, and they will lie to save themselves”…..”How do I know if a girl is lying mom?” he asked me….”If her lips are moving son…if her lips are moving, she’s lying“. Don’t judge me. That boy is my life….I WILL kill for him. I’ll kill YOU, and anyone else who wants to step…No Judgment….See, you’re judging me a little right now, but you know who I am….and I don’t care. Let’s hold each other up…this is a hard life friends…..it’s better when you have help. Be Blessed.
Remember you set The Tone, you ARE The Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Tuesday.