This blog is shared courtesy of Rosann Cunningham of Christian SuperMom.
Despite the name of my blog, I’m not the perfect mom. I’m on a journey consisting of one lesson, failure, or success after another.
Each day is a fresh, new challenge in this blessing of motherhood. Some are joy-filled, others tear-filled. One thing is for sure. Having happy, healthy kids (and mama) is a reason to rejoice – always!
If you’re a loyal reader, you know my mission with Christian SuperMom is to share the heart of my journey through life and motherhood in hopes of encouraging and inspiring you along the way.
Today I hope to do so through absolute authenticity.
This is me.
And I believe, many of you as well. So don’t judge, okay.
Here’s a few of my Motherhood Confessions…
Motherhood has left me with very little to call my own. Very little time for me. Very little privacy. Very little sleep. Very little fill-in-the-blank.
Sometimes I just need something to be mine. So, yes, I’m that mom who quickly snaps “no, mine!” when little hands reach for the Ranch coated crouton on my salad or a drink of the ice water I’m eager to gulp down.I’m Not Consistent
My only consistent reaction most days is lack of patience. When it comes to discipline, my kiddos never really know what to expect. Will I let it slide or will they be punished?
I know it’s important to have clear rules defined and consistently enforce consequences when the rules are broken. I’m a work in-progress. As are my children. Sometimes I don’t want to be the “bad guy.”
Is it really all that wrong for them to have a healthy fear of how their unpredictable mama will respond?
I Dread Talking On the Phone
This makes me a bad friend, daughter, and sister. But really I’m doing a service to the person on the other end of the call.
My kids are great, and so well behaved until a phone is up to my ear.
Then it’s screaming, fighting, pulling hair, tattling, crying, interrupting, and begging for food. Don’t get me started on the baboons they become on a video call. If I haven’t called you recently, please don’t take it personal. I haven’t called anyone “just because” since becoming a mother.
I Don’t Spend Every Waking Moment With My Kids
Our days once consisted of trips to the playground, fun community classes, plenty of arts and crafts, and mommy-daughter dance parties galore.
Then I had a second child.
It was shocking how quickly this mama got behind on basic household responsibilities. Add personal passions of marriage, blogging, running, photography, gardening, and ministry to the mix and I have one very packed schedule.
Thankfully, my little lovelies are still thriving without being attached to my hip 24/7.
I Miss Wearing High Heels
If I could wear high heels every day, I would. They don’t go well with my sweats and greasy-hair mom ponytail, though. No longer are the Southern California dressed for success, classy, yet sexy corporate attire working-mom days.
Now I’m lucky to get a shower, fix my hair, or put any kind of war paint on before the hubby gets home from work. (Refer to busy schedule mentioned above)
Meanwhile, gorgeous shoes await in my closet…right next to the hip-hugger jeans I don’t fit into.
My House Is A Constant Mess
The hubby and I have nicknamed our children Hurricane Abby and Tornado Faith. They have amazing imaginations. Therefore, their “game” never ends for clean-up time.
How can they clean up the naked Barbies all over the floor when they are planning to give them makeovers at the beauty salon they’ve just set up, utilizing every hair tie, barrette, headband, comb, brush, and styling tool our family owns.
I go from one room to the next, picking up toys and other junk all day long. And it’s still a mess at the end of the day.
But my kids are enjoying life.
I’ve Given Myself Mommy Time-Outs
Pregnant and hormonal, I once took a mommy time-out from my daughter’s out-of-control, hitting and kicking tantrum by escaping to our master walk-in closet.
Following closely behind, she was distracted out of her tantrum with the confusion as to why mommy was hiding in the closet. I knew she was safe because she was banging on the door for me to let her in.
I took two minutes to breathe deeply and pray for patience. Then we started anew with hugs and giggles. Mommy time-outs can be a good thing.
I Believe in Fast Food…Sometimes
I know it’s horribly unhealthy, but sometimes I just need to feed my kids (and hubby) something quick and easy. I try to avoid McDonalds and Burger King, but will cave into Wendy’s, Subway, and Take-Out Pizza.
I only recently started making homemade breads, growing my own produce, and have plans to do some canning and freezing before the end of the gardening season.
Oh, and I don’t buy sugar-free or low-calorie food products because I feel sugar substitutes are more unhealthy than sugar itself.
I’m Very Protective of My Kids
Call me paranoid. I’m not comfortable allowing sleepovers, playing outside unattended, riding bikes without helmets and pads, or dropping my kids off at a play date and then leaving. (At least not without knowing the family very well)
I know as they grow, I’ll have to adjust my parenting style to something more freeing and flexible, but for now it is what it is. I also have zero tolerance when my child is being bullied.
Their safety is far more important to me than whether or not they’re mad or embarrassed.
I Thank God For This Blessing
Not a day goes by where I don’t stop to thank God for trusting me with the beautiful children He has blessed me with. I absolutely love being a mom and wouldn’t trade this job for any other.
Now it’s your turn!
Come on, fellow mama’s… I know you have a confession or two of your own.
What Motherhood Confession Do You Want To Share?