I am a spoiled rotten mother, and it’s not even Mother’s Day yet. Don’t get me wrong, I am looking forward to relaxing this Sunday, snuggling up with my kids in the morning, maybe getting some retail therapy in the afternoon. Mother’s Day is about celebrating all the things I do for my kids as their mom and it’s going to be a great day.
But as much as I am a kick-ass mom, I really do have it a lot easier than my mother did back in the day. In conversations over the years, my mother and I have touched on some things that have made me think, “Woah lady, you got it made compared to her!”
Here are five ways I’ve been spoiled rotten in my motherhood.
So it’s that time of year again, B-Man. Santa’s been and gone, Cupid’s shot some arrows and stolen a few hearts, and weird little green dwarves have run amuck all over town. And now it’s Easter; your time to shine. But before you bounce your cute little bunny ass into my house, I have a few conditions.
Bringing a child into the world is one of the hardest transitions a woman can go through. Being thrown head-first into the late night feeds, the crying, the soothing, the epic diapers, and the sleep deprivation, you’re already hanging by a thread. Add postpartum depression to that mix, and coping with motherhood seems utterly hopeless.
I know. I’ve been where you are and you’re not alone. You can cope.
Have you ever noticed that after you become a parent, Valentine’s Day just doesn’t do it for you anymore? The flowers, the chocolate, the stuffed animals (like we don’t have enough of those around here)…Valentine’s Day just loses all of its relevance when you have kids.
It’s the snotty-nose time of year, guys. Yup, and Niagara Girl’s had her first sick days off school. In the spirit of managing the mucus (and keeping your sanity), I’ve come up with a few simple, non-screen-time suggestions that will keep the munchkin occupied and resting, and hey, you might have some fun too.