Hey, my dear little ones, listen up! It’s time to put a lid on all the grumbling about me (your wonderful mother). Seriously, if you think this is gonna fly, think again. The complaining has led me to the brink of losing my cool more times this week than I can count, and that’s not even including the actual moments I’ve lost it. Sure, I get it, your lives are super tough—sitting in the car, jamming to your tunes, and playing on your iPads while I drive you all over creation—but maybe it’s time to recognize just how amazing I am and zip it with the whining.
I know my little gestures, like saying “I love you” or “Have a great day at school” while giving you quick arm squeezes or cheek kisses, seem like pure torture. But guess what? That’s my way of expressing love, and I’m going to keep doing it until I can’t anymore. You see, I expect you to take it in stride, just like I held you close every night when you needed comfort to fall asleep. I crave that too—those sweet moments of closeness. It breaks my heart when you pull away and call me annoying.
And about those family photos—yeah, I know they can be a drag. How dare I want to capture some beautiful memories of our time together? The few moments it takes to pose are nothing compared to the countless hours I’ve spent in chaotic playrooms wishing for peace and quiet. Trust me, posing for a picture is a minor inconvenience.
I know it feels unfair when I won’t let you stay after school to “hang out.” But believe me, I’ve been there, done that, and I don’t want you making those same choices. And yes, I’m that mom who makes you change out of your dirty clothes before we go anywhere, even if it’s been three days. Sorry, but I’m one of those “worst mothers” who insists on basic hygiene.
And let’s talk about manners. I know you think I’m asking for too much, but I’d settle for you not causing a scene every time you walk by your brother or cleaning up that Nutella mess in the kitchen. Please don’t interrupt me with your complaints when I’m chatting with a friend, especially in Target. Remember all those playdates I let you extend? Now it’s my turn!
And yes, I know I use the restroom a lot, and it can be inconvenient for you. Just remember, I pushed three of you out of me, and that makes for a very sensitive bladder! So, next time you think about complaining while I’m in the loo, just think of all the sacrifices I’ve made for you.
Let’s not even get started on my dancing and singing. No matter how many friends are in the car, I’m going to enjoy my music. And yes, I will take some of your French fries if you leave them unattended. You snooze, you lose! And it would be lovely if you could hold the door open for me without being asked—it’s a small gesture for someone who wiped your behind for years.
And about my fashion sense? Who cares if I rock culottes? Meanwhile, your boxers are not an accessory! Spare me your fashion critiques, kiddo.
So, let’s dial back the complaints about your old mom, who might not fit your idea of cool but is doing her best. One day, you’ll see just how amazing I was—especially when you have kids of your own who will drive you nuts. You’ll be longing for the days of your fun-loving mom who danced around the kitchen and let you indulge in frosting!
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Summary
It’s important to remind our kids that while they may see us as annoying, we are also their biggest supporters and love them unconditionally. The little frustrations we encounter together are all part of the journey of family life, and one day they’ll understand the value of those moments.
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