As I write this, it’s Saturday. I’ve had it up to here with the kids today…and it’s only 11:05 in the morning. Bickering, tantrums, whining, arguing…this has been my morning. To make matters worse, hubs made homemade cinnamon rolls. Again. He does this every weekend, which seems nice on the surface. But I’m doing Weight Watchers and trying to lose 30 more pounds. So I have to grit my teeth and ignore the yummy pastries.
Anyway, I thought I’d share with you a list of things I never dreamed I’d do, but am now doing.
1. Walking on crumbs and doing nothing about it. Yeah, my kitchen and dining room floors are pretty shameful. When I get sufficiently grossed out, I’ll sweep and mop, but in the meantime, I wear house shoes and ignore the crunching.
2. Hide from my kids in the bathroom. Yeah, you know you do it, too.
3. Bribe my kids. I always assumed they’d always do what I wanted just because I told them to. Ba ha haaa!
4. Tell my son I’m not interested in listening to him talk about his video games. I thought I’d be That Cool Mom who likes playing video games with her kids. And I do, but only the games I’m interested in. Like Zelda, or Lego Harry Potter. I don’t care about Skylanders or Pokemon (blech).
5. Have rules that are not etiquette-related regarding dinner time . My #1 rule? No talking about video games. This extends to hubs, as well. They all (3 kids and hubs) went through this phase where they rehashed at great length the game they were all playing (Pokemon – blech). Can’t stand it.
6. Drink (and enjoy) coffee. This was always something the old people in my life did. It wasn’t until my early 20s that coffee shops and Starbucks became so popular. I didn’t become a regular coffee drinker until we lived in England in 2006. I’m not sure what did it – maybe the fact that I didn’t want to drink tea all the time and I wanted to exert my American-ness.
7. Eat leftovers off someone else’s plate. By “someone else” I mean my kids, and by “leftovers” I mean perfectly good food that I invested time and effort cooking. So yeah, I do that.
8. Run. Never dreamed I’d do it. Hated it in jr. high. Decided to give it a try in 2007. It’s not so bad. By no stretch of the imagination am I good at it, but I still do it and enjoy it. Plus it’s a great reason to buy expensive shoes. I overpronate.
9. Be impressed by one of my child’s belches. Kid #3 (J a.k.a. Lily/Lucy) is a whizbang at belching. She’s barely 6 and could hold her own against a teenage boy. Not even kidding here. She’s mastered the technique of manipulating the shape of her mouth and closing her throat to make her burps sound like frog ribbits. Such a dainty little flower, that one.
10. Be a writer. Not even on my radar until 5 years ago. Now it’s almost all I think about, when I’m not mommy-ing or wife-ing.
Anything you’re do now you ever dreamed you’d be doing? This isn’t one of those standard “blog post-ending questions.” I really do want to know. I’m sure there are some great ones out there.