Some days I feel like a failure as a parent. When I have the sudden urge to slap the bottom of a child and loose control of my temper that's when I feel like a failure. I was grateful that yesterday was Mothers day and that we were in sacrament where of course you can't swap a child on the behind. I don't know what I was thinking taking six children to church with me. Four my own and the other two were a friends down the street. Lets just say I heard nothing in Sacrament. Jacob was the worst, he is getting over an ear infection but he was still cranky. I was so tempted to send him up to Kevin on the stand. I'm the type that thinks "I am a women, I can handle this myself" so asking someone to sit with me would be like saying "I can't handle these crazy children because I'm incompetent would you be willing to suffer with me?" I'm sure it will get better as the kids get older, it is mainly the youngest two. It makes me feel better to look at these kind of pictures and then I feel like I can handle the situation.
Please feel free to share any stories that would help me feel better, like you accidentally fed your baby dog food or you picked up the wrong child from a park he he.
Please feel free to share any stories that would help me feel better, like you accidentally fed your baby dog food or you picked up the wrong child from a park he he.
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Hmmm...let me think? How about the time the kids put about 6 clean(thank goodness) diapers in the brand new not paid for yet washing machine. All the "stuff" aka white slimy slushy stuff came out of the diapers. I only realized it when the washing machine was draining and it sounded like mud was going through it.
Or the time we took you up on your advice about taking our kids into another room when they are being bad and holding them, hopefully reinforcing the fact that it is much better to be in sacrament than in the hall? I swear Payton screamed so hard for so long he was hyperventilating at the end.
Or how just last week, my first day off from a long work week, got 3 hours sleep and food poisioning and Randy is busy at work. I seriously called and paid my nanny to take care of me. Best $ I ever spent. So don't ever feel bad to enlist help even at church or anytime, because I know if I had family near by I would rely on them much more to help me on those tough days like moving, sickness, doc appt etc...
Sometimes I wonder why Sunday is considered a day of rest because it is the day I work the hardest!
I love the ducks. That makes me feel better too.
I don't think I want to share the mistakes I've made...just know we've ALL made them and still will. I definitely made the most mistakes on Karoline...poor thing!
Oh Sandra, I can't count how many times I've felt this same way!! I love the pic of the mama duck, it sure sums up my feelings on those tough days. :)
Sandra, when I see you in church, your kids are all perfectly dressed and groomed and you have everything all together and figured out. You always look like a million bucks and I don't think I have ever seen you without your smile. You're AWESOME!
:) -Ashlee Raisor
Sandra, I know we are have days like that but the days that are awesome are the ones that keep us going!! Like when your kids say i love you, pray or even hit a new milestone. Those are the days that are awesome.
But i can say that VERY mom is the best mom EVER!! And even if we make mistakes.
Well I have only been a mom a little over a year and already have many stories like that. The time I felt the worst was when Halle was up all night and so was I. I was in her room rocking her and then all of a sudden she burst out in a terrible cry and would not stop for an hour. I was going crazy on no sleep and the crying. I held her close and clenched my teeth in frustration. In my teeth was her cheek though. I did not have the intention of biting her, but I did. We spent the next hour crying together because I felt like a terrible failure. The next morning I asked Joseph if I needed to tell the bishop! I told this to a mother of 6 grown kids and she said that if parents went to the bishop for all the crazy things that happen he would never be home! I am thankful to read your stories and your comments to hear that I am not alone either.
Going from two to three kids was a struggle for me. I had a lot of help the first week after we brought our baby home. The first day I had all three to myself was a disaster! It was raining when I put the kids in the car to pick up my oldest from preschool. I had a blanket over the car seat to keep the baby dry, put the car seat in the car, and drove off. I had the thought, "The car seat was really light. Too light." I pulled the blanket off the car seat, and there was no baby in it! Who leaves a week old baby home alone?! I'm going to email you my "Clean Up On Aisle 6" story. I'm sure you'll be able to relate!
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