" You Are The WORST Mom...

...In the History!!!! "

That's me tonight. Yipee.

"Of What? In the history of what?" I said.

"I don't even know what it really means, but you are!" said Jack.

Eddie said, "I hate you". It was not meant to be heard, as this strong declaration is a BIG no-no in our family. He claims it was directed at "No One."

Ada's crying too. Her hysterics drown out any perspicuity...



You know? They're kind of right. So often I handle things in the absolute WRONG way. I know so little about how to do this whole mothering thing. I should spend more time on my knees, praying for guidance, clarity, A MIRACLE!

I should be more patient.

I should smile more.

I should be more organized.

I should plan more activities.

I should be more kind.

I should quit making this never ending list before I start to feel like the scum that grows under the scum of the slimiest, smelliest slug.

I know I can be better, do better. I will. I must, or else it's the dark abyss for us all. ;)

Aside from starkly revealing my many weaknesses, being a mother has taught me a couple of bonus lessons: Luckily, children are quick to forgive. And it's never to late to stop, take a deep breath and start fresh (again). Right now.

I better go tuck in the little darlings...If they'll let me. I think I need to be sent to bed, too.


Sweet Dreams,
"No One"