I keep meaning to come write about stuff. Mother’s Day! (Monkey got me a mug that sports a monkey, as in, the handle is a monkey’s arm. Also, the monkey has visible nipples. Not creepy at all. Of course I love it even more because of the creepy factor.) Our familyversary! (SEVEN YEARS! “How have you put up with all of this for that long?” I ask my beloved. He looks quizzical and says he has no idea.) Having this new job with an actual HR department that sends me pamphlets about benefits in the mail. (“I’M A REAL BOY, GEPPETTO!” I screamed as I opened it. “Mom, you are so weird,” said Chickie.) Also, school is almost over and I haven’t strangled anyone. Real life accomplishments are happening here, in other words.
But I’m so busy not strangling anyone (NO MATTER HOW CLOSE THEY ARE TO FLUNKING GYM, OH MY GOD) and enjoying having other people pay into Social Security for me that there’s precious little time for that, I guess. Instead, I’ve been reading stuff from people about how we feel about motherhood and whether people tend to regret motherhood… and so instead, I wrote this over at Alpha Mom. (Spoiler alert: I don’t regret it.) Mostly I think there are things we cannot possibly know in advance, and at the end of the day, I tend to think that’s a good thing.
I saw what you did there, slipping in info about the new job. Congrats to you;)
I flunked gym for refusing to jump out of a tree. True story. I swear. And here I am, a productive adult who went to post-grad schooling, and got a job and a home and everything. So…
I wish I could unsee some of that. Wow.
“Iâ€™m so busy not strangling anyone”…. Mir, I’m totally stealing that.
Benefits! Wow! You have joined the conventionally employed world! I hope you still get to use your creativity in the position.
I failed gym 6 times in high school. I blame my physician father for refusing to write me an excuse note (he mentioned something about breaking the law, oaths and moral obligations but I really wasn’t paying attention). In my defense, I told them all in advance that I was not going to go to gym 1st period to be all messed up for the rest of the day- in 1986 we wore a LOT of makeup and hairspray and it did not sweat well. I graduated, but not without some gym related drama. In fact, the following fall while I was in college, gym cut slips were still showing up at my house.
I have managed to become a functioning member of society even with my sketchy gym history.
Hmm I was going to get distracted by proportion of your readers who are anti-gym but that anomaly aside- congrats on the new job! I would say how did I miss this but as someone else did as well, will assume it is not just me.
And I just responded badly to my own 13 year old piece of work but can’t imagine these sites or people who would say they regret having kids. Did it totally change my life? yes Are some days/weeks/longer periods of time it is unbelievable hard? yes Does said 13 year old remember everything I have ever done wrong and remind me on a regular basis (and before we assume this is a teenage development this started with choice lines in pre-school where every event I went to she would be happy but then bring up “Of course, it would be much better if you were there every day like the other moms” :) ) But i remind myself, these are problems I am glad I have. (That looks trite but having fertility problems, I frequently promised myself if i got pregnant, I would do my best to remember how much I had hoped for this and to be grateful)
Failing gym huh? I realize you are not amused (and I wouldn’t be either) but it is a bit funny in the larger context of things you could be failing in school. Do they make the child do summer school or just take it again? :)