1. When my oldest daughter was about 4 months old I accidentally locked her and my keys in the car in the dead of winter. I called the police, in tears and frantic. Thankfully they were able to get her out within minutes. She was snug and warm in her carseat but I was a wreck.
2. Same daughter, two years later I accidentally locked her in the car again while pumping gas. Luckily, she was able to climb out of her carseat and unlock the door. She remembers this and often makes sure that I do too.
3. Same daughter... I know, poor kid. She missed the school bus one morning so I drove her to school and dropped her off. Watched until she was inside to make sure she got in okay. Got home in time to hear a message being left on my answering machine asking me to come pick up my daughter because it was 'teacher's institute' and there was no school. Apparently she didn't actually miss the bus. Yeah, that was AWESOME.
4. My other daughter, K, was in pre-school and I somehow missed the memo that there was a class musical performance. It took place during school and I found out when I picked her up. I felt so horrible. I made sure I never missed another one. They ended up having several that year.
5. K again, had 'Wacky Wednesday' at pre-school and I completely forgot to dress her in wacky attire. She still talks about it.
6. One of my worst moments... I was having coffee with a friend. I was watching the clock so that I would be on time to pick K up from preschool. More time had passed than I realized though and I wasn't looking at the hour hand, just the minute hand. I thought I needed to leave in 20 minutes but I was actually a half hour late picking her up. Total fail. Fast forward to earlier this year. I was at her school for something and had to go into the office. There was a dad in there picking up his pre-schooler. I heard him say how sorry he was for losing track of time and being so late. After he left, the secretary said, "Oh, that happens a couple times a year." This made me feel a little better to know that I'm not the only parent to ever forget to pick up their child. But for 3 years I thought for sure I was the only one.
|If only I'd thought of this...|
8. My son peed down the laundry chute. You can read the full story here if you need a good laugh.
9. My daughter, K, dropped her drawers and peed in our friend's backyard during a cookout. In front of EVERYONE. In her defense, she was 3 and we live in the country so when the kids were swimming, I would let them pee in the yard instead of having to go in the house while dripping wet.
10. A few weeks ago I promised K that I would take her a special lunch to school. I do this on occasion as a treat ... and usually because I haven't been to the store and we're out of stuff for her lunch. Well, I was out running errands all morning and all of the sudden my cell phone rings. It was the school secretary asking if I was bringing lunch for K. It's now 20 minutes into lunchtime. I had completely forgotten. I ran to Subway and grabbed her a veggie sub and then drove to her school with little regard for speed limits. She was sitting by herself at a table outside during recess, waiting for me to show up with her lunch. Epic Fail. I felt so so so bad. I apologized to her repeatedly and she told me that she forgave me. However, I told her I was taking her lunch to her one day last week and she said, "Okay, but please don't forget." UGH. Something that had once brought a joyous smile to her face now filled her with trepidation. When I got to her school with her lunch, she was in the hallway getting something from her book bag. She saw me there and immediately wrapped her arms around my waist.
Failure. This word used to swim around in my head a lot. From the littlest thing to the biggest I would completely beat myself up. I would look at my friends and wish I could be the kind of moms they were. That I could just get it together. Instead, I always felt overwhelmed and not good enough.
Running helped change this for me. Taking time for myself has made me a better mom. I'm not perfect, don't misunderstand. I just don't beat myself up anymore. Running makes me a happier person. Being happy makes it easier to handle the 'not so great' moments of parenthood. How can we as parents expect to take care of anyone else if we aren't taking care of ourselves?
“Mothers and their children are in a category all their own. There’s no bond so strong in the entire world. No love so instantaneous and forgiving.”
Today is Mother's Day. I truly hope that all of the moms reading this are taking care of themselves today. If you are not, you need to start.
If you have a 'Mommy Moment' you would like to share, please feel free to do so in the comments!
Happy Mother's Day!!!