May 6, 2012
Mother of the Year...Not This Year
I have been trying to summon the courage to write about this for a very long time, but I'm scared that I will be viewed as a bad mom.
I am well aware that my children are a blessing and I am so grateful that I have been given these two beautiful gifts that tell me they love me many times a day. I love spending time with my kids. I love hearing their stories and watching their faces light up when something makes them happy or surprised.
But gosh darn it, I wish the "perfect moms" would stop rubbing it in about their deep love for their children. You know who they are. They say things like:
"I can't wait for summer, because I can spend every day with my kids."
"My kids are my life."
"I hate being away from my kids for too long."
"I miss my kids when they are at school."
Whereas my comments are more like:
"I can't wait for summer so I can take a break when the kids go to camp."
"Who wants to take my kids for the weekend?"
"I can't wait to go away!"
And yes, I feel VERY guilty for these feelings. But come on, really? You don't want to take a vacation away from your kids because you'll miss them too much? Really? REALLY?
Those moms make me feel inferior. I feel like an ogre when I need a break from my kids.
Maybe it's because I work. Maybe it's because I work with kids. I don't know.
But I can't take the constant fighting. I can't take the talking back. UGH. I just can't explain it.
I love my boys. I really can't imagine (or remember) what life would be like without them. But damn it, sometimes I need a few hours (or days) away from them.
Does that make me a bad person?