Comments on: Baaad Mommy. http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/ Just another WordPress weblog Mon, 22 Aug 2011 21:09:38 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: nailsgirl http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-3757 nailsgirl Sat, 17 May 2008 15:58:25 +0000 http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/#comment-3757 Diva, you have a husband, right? I bet he was in a panic Friday morning about year-end teacher gifts. No? He doesn't even know what day school is out, you say? How is it that we Moms are the ones who take on ALL the classroom party junk, fieldtrips, gifts...? Especially the Moms who work full-time. I don't get it. And they wonder why we're bitchy. I e-mailed the chair of our new Field Day and suggested that, next year, it be promoted as a Dads' volunteer event. Why not? If their wives can dash out of work to drop off a cooler of juice boxes, why the heck can't the husbands? (Props to the Dads who read the memos & jump in there and help.) Diva, you have a husband, right? I bet he was in a panic Friday morning about year-end teacher gifts. No? He doesn’t even know what day school is out, you say?

How is it that we Moms are the ones who take on ALL the classroom party junk, fieldtrips, gifts…? Especially the Moms who work full-time. I don’t get it. And they wonder why we’re bitchy.

I e-mailed the chair of our new Field Day and suggested that, next year, it be promoted as a Dads’ volunteer event. Why not? If their wives can dash out of work to drop off a cooler of juice boxes, why the heck can’t the husbands? (Props to the Dads who read the memos & jump in there and help.)

]]> By: Melissa http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-3741 Melissa Thu, 15 May 2008 20:58:36 +0000 http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/#comment-3741 Somewhere in the middle of my college final exams I ran my daughter up to her soccer game, thinking we were JUST going to make it in time for the whistle, only to find that her game was just ending. My 6-year-old looked up at me with tears in her big blue eyes, and said, "I guess I don't get to play today." I don't think it's possible to feel smaller. The good news is she still loves me eight years later. Hang in there! Somewhere in the middle of my college final exams I ran my daughter up to her soccer game, thinking we were JUST going to make it in time for the whistle, only to find that her game was just ending. My 6-year-old looked up at me with tears in her big blue eyes, and said, “I guess I don’t get to play today.”
I don’t think it’s possible to feel smaller. The good news is she still loves me eight years later.
Hang in there!

]]> By: RJA http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-3736 RJA Thu, 15 May 2008 19:21:21 +0000 http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/#comment-3736 With four kids, I outsource a lot of the early morning herding and commanding to the older kids. It's kind of like a middle management position. The pay stinks but at least they're in charge of the guilt and will be able to carry it all the way to their therapists one day. With four kids, I outsource a lot of the early morning herding and commanding to the older kids. It’s kind of like a middle management position. The pay stinks but at least they’re in charge of the guilt and will be able to carry it all the way to their therapists one day.

]]> By: The Diva http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-3735 The Diva Thu, 15 May 2008 18:53:31 +0000 http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/#comment-3735 One of my friends in the office saw this post and sent me back this note: "You don’t meet the height requirement for that guilt trip ride you’re on." Amen, sister. One of my friends in the office saw this post and sent me back this note: “You don’t meet the height requirement for that guilt trip ride you’re on.” Amen, sister.

]]> By: Kalisa http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/comment-page-1/#comment-3733 Kalisa Thu, 15 May 2008 17:31:57 +0000 http://www.idivamemphis.com/2008/05/15/baaad-mommy/#comment-3733 Your dress-up story reminds me of the Everybody Loves Raymond ep where he wouldn't buy his daughter the expensive party gown that all the other girls were getting. When he finally gave in & dropped her at the party dressed as Cinderella, all the other girls had on jeans, thanks to Ray's big stink about the dress. Ha ha. Not so funny in real life. If I spent my life beating myself up over the things I'd screwed up, I'd never get anything else done. Your dress-up story reminds me of the Everybody Loves Raymond ep where he wouldn’t buy his daughter the expensive party gown that all the other girls were getting. When he finally gave in & dropped her at the party dressed as Cinderella, all the other girls had on jeans, thanks to Ray’s big stink about the dress. Ha ha. Not so funny in real life.

If I spent my life beating myself up over the things I’d screwed up, I’d never get anything else done.

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