Another marvelous Monday. Another chapter in my novel of things I did not do. It is a fiction novel because everything I do is filled with joy and smiles. There are no regrets. There is no embarrassment.
Really.
Like the other day when I saw a newborn baby girl. I absolutely did not think that maybe a fourth baby wouldnt be so bad. I didnt think that being pregnant wasnt that awful and I could handle another one in our life of chaos.
Really.
Like the other day when I saw a newborn baby girl. I absolutely did not think that maybe a fourth baby wouldnt be so bad. I didnt think that being pregnant wasnt that awful and I could handle another one in our life of chaos.
I did not watch the season finale of Grey's Anatomy and actually open my jaw in amazement. I mean, how do the writers think of this stuff?
My husband is not goofy. Not one little bit. He is serious. All of the time.
I did not let oldest child have gummy worms for breakfast because I am so sick of making pancakes. So what if they are toaster pancakes. A mom can make them only so many times before going nuts. I am sure gummy worms have some sort of nutritional value...........or maybe not.
I am not extremely angry at myself for forgetting about an Etsy show here in Toronto this past weekend. What kind of Etsy addict would forget about a local show? I dont even want to talk about it.
I did not drive this on the weekend. And if I did, my 5 year old certainly did not tell me how to drive it and yell at me for going too slow!
I did not fall up the stairs three times in one day. I did not laugh each time I did it.....after making sure no one saw me.
I do not enjoy pedicures. A couple hours to myself is not my idea of fun. And having pretty pink toenails does not make me feel...well....pretty.
I am not addicted to Etsy. And I am most definitely not addicted to Briarclaire. I have not seriously considered buying every product they sell because I love every single one. That would be silly.
I did not tell middle child to "Shut it" the other evening when he was whining so much that I had to actually leave the room. Only horrible mothers say things like that.
I am not a horrible mother. Most of the time.
And I never, ever feel guilty.
Happy Monday y'all!!!!!!
11 comments:
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aren't Not Me!'s fun? :)
I tell TC to shut his pie hole all the time. Now he tells me the same thing!
I am NOT a horrible mother either.
I do NOT like "sock it, lock it, put in your pocket" but sometimes that just doesn't cut it and a full fledged shut up, please for 2 minutes please just shut it does NOT fly!
great post, i did not scream BE QUIET at my son at the top of my voice cos Desperate Housewives was on. And Im not hoping no one tells me what happens in the finale- we are a few episodes behind over here!
Sounds like you had a pretty good week.
I would be totally intimidated to drive a tractor-like thing!
you are so not horrible. you are fabulous. Oh and I love the pink toes.
Pretty toesies!!!!
Hey, you've got the same foot tan lines I do. Or will. Someday when spring arrives. Fortunately, my pedi is sorta ok for right now. I'm SO not with you on that one.
Your toes look cute. I hope an etsy show comes to my area. I love homemade, more and more all the time.
We have a "if it's not bleeding, barfing or broken" rule at our house. If it's not on the 3 B's, then Mom doesn't want to hear about it.
I love pedicures, and nothing make you feel pretty like pink toenails.
We just confirmed that #4 is on the way... and I don't think it will be that bad. Morning sickness sucks, though.
I can't count the number of times I have told Reagan to shut it! Or zip it! I use that one a lot too!
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