Well, it’s time for me to share some juicy secrets. I love being a mom, and try my best to be a good one, but some of the time I need to take mom short-cuts. I know I’m not alone in this. Cutting corners, trimming the excess, making it more simple for me. I have a husband who is truly helpful in parenting, and often in home-making, but even still the list gets too large, the calendar too full, and my brain on overload. These are confessions about how I’ve taken the easy way out.
- I paraphrase. My kids love a very extensive nighttime routine. With each of the three I pray, sing a song, and talk. This takes forever, as you can imagine, and I find that it’s one of the ways we most deeply connect. It’s at this time that they often share their heart with me. That being said, bedtime can last longer than an hour. Sometimes we add reading to this routine. Now, if you know me, you know I love nothing more than reading, but I like my books, not all of theirs. So my mommy hack is to paraphrase. This doesn’t work on a book that they’ve memorized, but if it’s a newer book I can get away with skipping entire passages. Even when reading a chapter book with Jordan, I can skip parts I find non-essential. Do I feel guilty? Not really, but maybe I should.
- Dinner is not usually gourmet. Preparing dinner continues to be my biggest challenge. I have a few standard dinners on routine: tostadas, spaghetti, chili, soup, etc. I’m definetely not above breakfast for dinner; a real life-saver when I haven’t planned ahead. But I have to confess, I’ve actually served ramen noodles in measuring cups, with a side of fruit. Yes, measuring cups. The bowls were dirty, and it was one of those days that I just couldn’t do it. So don’t feel bad about the occasional sandwich or frozen pizza; I’ve done worse. On the flip side, my kids love ramen, and don’t get to eat it to often, so it felt like a treat to them.
- I cut corners in home-making. This will probably horrify my mom, but we don’t usually make beds around here. A couple of times a week we do. Definitely on cleaning Friday, or when we are having guests, but not on the daily. This is pretty bad considering I’ve eliminated all of the top sheets. On all of our beds we have fitted sheets and comforters. An additional blanket in the winter. So it’s not like it’s hard. It’s just not especially fun.
- I fantasize about me time. One of my best friends has always lived away, so it works out that I have one or two nights away a year when she comes into town. I have such a joyful few months planning that night away. It turns out that the anticipation is often just as fun as the actual event, as until recently I got extremely ill every time I spent a night apart from the kids. I know. That’s obnoxious. Throughout the year I also have dinners, movies, shopping dates, book clubs, etc with my local friends, and I get so much joy about planning those. And husband dates too! The crazy thing is I often miss my little hooligans the second I leave the house. It’s a twisted relationship being a mom. I know I’m not alone here.
- I let my kids break the rules if it benefits me. Cutting sugar, but I really want a Frosted Cupcakery cupcake? We all get treats! Kids been arguing but I really want to go to Disneyland? They get a firm talking to and another chance. Bedtime, but I want my hair brushed? I let Jordan stay up late if she agrees to brush my hair. I’m a sicko, right?
- I keep party invitations secret. I don’t know if this is a secret confession or a total mom hack, but if we receive a party invitation, or one of my children receive a party invitation I don’t even tell them about it until I am 100% sure that we will go. This gets tricky if the invitation was given to the child, but with a lack of experience and the passing of time, they will often forget about going and I get out of it. This doesn’t apply to our family or closest friends, but it has gotten me out of awkward classroom parties where I won’t know a single other soul. Feel free to steal this trick, it saves time and money. I have sat uncomfortably for the sake of a child a few times, and have even enjoyed myself in such instances, but sometimes I just don’t want to. With this trick I don’t have to.
Well, there you have it. I’m not quite the angel that you thought I was. Hope you still like me:)
Now that you know my secrets, I’d love to know some of yours!