In my dating years, I had many men fall madly in love with me. I don't say that to brag; I always thought it said more about the men I dated than it did about me. But the one thing all those men had in common was they all told me one of the things they loved most about me was that I would be a good mother. And that comment always made me go huh, and not just because inside I was shallowly screaming what about my hot bod? I just never saw it.
Oh, I always wanted to have children. In fact, growing up I never really dreamed of doing anything else. But I never really pictured myself being good at it. I think I mentioned in another post that I was once accused of being "maternally deficient". I always thought that was a pretty spot-on assessment.
On the internet, I've met many mothers over the years. And the thing they all have in common is that they are much, much better at mothering than I am. They have more imagination, more patience, and more passion than I do. They are better organized, better informed, and have cuter shoes.
But I guess I have my moments, because on Sunday my children gave me this sticker to wear.
Sticker to the contrary, they must know me well, because I also got this
Which is exactly the sort of practical yet sentimental gift I love.
Don't believe I'm terrible at this mothering thing? Just take a look at The Boy
sprawled across the couch at 11:45 pm because I don't make him go to bed at a reasonable hour. At least tonight he has on pajamas. That should make up for the fact that I can't even remember when he last had a bath, right?