I have not started and been diligent with my Project 365. And I have not implemented some of the photography lessons from MckMama and LOVED the results. I'll post them here later!
I was NOT up virtually all night with a sort of sick kiddo. That did not happen. Nope, I was not up from 3:30 AM and I did not look at the clock at 7:57 and wonder how in the heck I was going to make it through the day. This most certainly does NOT mean I will be drinking more coffee than I should, which will not have me jittering with a false level of alertness all day long. I know this will make me crash and need more coffee by 3, which will keep me up late again tonight, so why on earth would I do THAT?
I was not in such a foul mood when I was trying to get my two oldest kids out the door that I sent them out the door and immediately regretted how grumpy and evil I was. I did NOT yell at them. I did not get brush Liam's teeth too roughly because he was being so pokey and we were running late. I did not flag down the bus and have him RUN to catch it so I wouldn't have to get the other kids dressed to drive him to school. I am not now planning to have lunch with him (by surprise) to make up for the Mommy Dearest routine this morning.
I am not one of those people who feels guilt when I fail miserably at being the mother I want to be. Because, see, that would require me to first fail, which of course, I do not do. I always get it right and am always something akin to June Cleaver. NOT!
I do not wear the same jeans for days on end without washing them, but fuss at my kids for doing the same. That would be a double standard and of course, I always strive to teach by example.
You will not catch me blogging/e-mailing/reading while my kids are awake because they always get 100% of my undivided attention.
I am absolutely not struggling to get through the next hour, much less the day, on about five hours of sleep (not much of which occurred after 3:30 AM, and I am not feeling overwhelmed by the thought that it will be another nine hours before my husband comes home to offer any level of relief. I am not just trying to put on a happy face for Meg and Connor, even though all I really want to do is go crawl into my bed.
I certainly do not feel like a total whiner for complaining about this. I do not think I should be ashamed of myself because I can't pull this off with two kids on five hours of sleep when Katie is pulling it off with, what is it now, 18, on almost no sleep at all. I do not have it unbelievably easy compared to all the folks who are in the throes of transition, like my friend, Barb. I most certainly don't remember waking up and dreading the day, so I certainly am not now feeling guilty for being such a mamby pampy whining whimp over one foul night. Nope, not me, because I am so much tougher than that. I am such a better mommy and I am just not a part of the equation here!
I am sure there are several other things I did not mean to confess today, but in the fog of my not tired brain, I certainly can't think of any more!
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I also DID NOT end up bringing said offended kid home from school after said surprise lunch... I did not bring him home because there are not 50 (that's 5-0 folks) kids out with a virus from school today and the teacher did not tell me that he has felt bad all morning, further adding to the guilt I am in anguish over... because, you see, that this means that I was mean to my kid when he was SICK. That would certainly never happen... come on, I'm not THAT bad!
They are not predicting (maybe) snow and ice for the area in the next two days. Please God, no, we have only had one full week of school since Christmas break... are you TRYING to break me here?
I did NOT laugh at Lauren's first AND second comment on my blog about the Bible verse... I'm so glad I am not the only one out there who can't keep it all together. And I so did not need the laugh anyway. And then I also did not go look up Meredith's verse and thank God for blogs and people who I don't know who lift my spirits and keep my feet on the path. I love this verse, thanks Meredith, and I will be putting that one on the fridge poste haste!
"With such nagging she prodded him day after day until he was tired to death."