Mommy Confessions

Have you ever thought to yourself, surely I must be the only mom who has ever felt this way... Or if any other mom knew I just did that, I wouldn't be invited to play group next week..Well I'm here to tell you that you're probably not alone.

I used to think I was a mommy reject with all of my quirks, until I got a little more open with some other mommas out there and then realized, Okay I am pretty normal. Well kind of. 

For example my daughter Joya and I color together a lot, well sometimes she likes to reach over to my picture and give it her own little personal touch..cute right? Some might think so, not me..nope not at all. I think I must be harboring some type of resentment from kindergarten or something... I mean this innocent little gesture irritates me like nothing else. Of course I smile and kindly direct her little hand back onto her paper (geez little girl don't waste my flavor)..but anyways I remember thinking I was nuts for this until I met my friend Alexa who also has a daughter Joya's age, and guess what the same thing drives her nuts!  I then mentioned it to my mom and what do you know..I used to drive her nuts the same way, ahh the memories.

Ok a couple more weird mom things I am guilty of:

1.eggos for dinner

2.Not liking the park (don't write me hate mail)

3.Bribing obedience w/ candy in public settings..

4.Telling her that when it rains Jesus is crying bc you were naughty. (totally kidding on that one)

 Okay now 'fess up..you know you serve eggos for dinner sometimes..

i'm turning into my mother.

I've heard it said before that there's a certain defining moment when you know for sure, that you are becoming your mother.

In this case my defining moment would have to be the really randomly awesome songs I make up while cleaning the house as of late. They usually go something like this.

"Hey Laund-da-rey you're a cleaning mystery. I will invent disposable clothes (that r recycle friendly) and then you'll be history.."

Okay don't judge me or my mom.. we just sing about everything we do. It's genetic. My grandma does it too.

Also I have become quite the water advocate. My mom always says "You don't want to be a wilted flower!" and now anytime anyone is complaining about a headache, hangnail etc-- I know the answer!

"You're dehydrated and need to drink 8 large glasses of water a day! That will fix your hangnail issues I'm sure..."

Not to mention that you need more fiber in your diet!... and sugar is the devil!! (even though we eat a lot of it, we still claim it to be evil..do as we say, not as we do..)

Anyways here is my cute mom that I am slowly but surely morphing into...