tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post3867736786661696604..comments2023-08-28T05:33:46.379-05:00Comments on Mommy Always Wins: Perfect imperfections.Colleen - Mommy Always Winshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06642830408176398204noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-30796906192714596952009-04-19T16:08:00.000-05:002009-04-19T16:08:00.000-05:00OMG-I LOVE that photo of your son. SO blackmail-w...OMG-I LOVE that photo of your son. SO blackmail-worthy for down the road.... As for parenting mistakes this week...hmm. I guess I could admit to spending far too much time on the computer and not enough time listening to Kendall. My house is a mess and here I sit. Guilty as charged.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00354117978445203603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-72768375303007346602009-04-19T13:18:00.000-05:002009-04-19T13:18:00.000-05:00Hi,
I recently found your blog and want to say Tha...Hi,<br />I recently found your blog and want to say Thanks! for this post! Oh I have so many I can't admit all of them here. I too have tried to let go and admit the "non-perfections" more often. Here's a good one though - Friday was my hubby's birthday and we planned to have friends over in the evening to celebrate. My kids were still in their jammies at 5 pm. uh huh - ALL day without a toothbrush or hairbrush in sight. WTH, I don't care! It's ONE day! They were groomed before anyone arrived. And this spring break they have played more video games than not played. Oh well.A Mom Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10822319397897350974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-32527155179773497602009-04-17T20:14:00.000-05:002009-04-17T20:14:00.000-05:00Well, I gave my kid too much yogurt and cheese, an...Well, I gave my kid too much yogurt and cheese, and no fruit, vegetables or fibre whatsoever... uh, do the math.<br /><br />Fun, wow :)!Karen MEGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10834425321020756655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-69029167266934696892009-04-17T16:46:00.000-05:002009-04-17T16:46:00.000-05:00Oh man I love this post. I've missed you!
I sa...Oh man I love this post. I've missed you! <br /><br />I saw that Oprah episode and have the book "I'd Trade My Husband In For A Housekeeper" on my book store wish list...It's not available on my Kindle. <br /><br />I really struggle with this topic because, like you, I recognize my imperfections and do not appologize for them. I live in an extremely pretentious neighborhood full of Stepford wives...they talk about each other so I'm SURE they talk about me. <br /><br />But the funny thing is? The most "perfect" of them all? I called her house just a couple days ago and her daughter answered the phone...her daughter put the phone down and went to get her mom and while the phone was down and before the mom knew I was on the phone she was totally yelling at and berating her daughter in the background for not speaking loud enough. <br /><br />Moral of the story? Even the "perfect" ones aren't perfect. They just pretend to be and judge other parents to boost their own ego.<br /><br />hmph<br /><br />=)Mama Smurfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18156035813578322910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-29071860534845657782009-04-17T16:05:00.000-05:002009-04-17T16:05:00.000-05:00bwahahahahahaaaaa
and i love you.bwahahahahahaaaaa<br /><br />and i love you.Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03395575647647856801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-58242714792020627882009-04-17T15:23:00.000-05:002009-04-17T15:23:00.000-05:00...and not perfect grandparents, too!
Last Sunday ......and not perfect grandparents, too!<br />Last Sunday being Easter and all-and even knowing that the grands had bellies full of candy when they arrived, I let them eat as much candy as they wanted out of the baskets I had for them. When Ella announced that she hadn't had "any n & m's, I let her have those too. And then ice cream...(sshhh)We made sure they brushed their teeth before we took them home....Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17913320357828225209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-36566849124341369682009-04-17T15:00:00.000-05:002009-04-17T15:00:00.000-05:00This week I let my kids wear their pajamas all day...This week I let my kids wear their pajamas all day on Monday, I ate 1/2 of their Easter candy on Tuesday, I bribed my daughter w/ a new movie to get her pictures taken at school on Wednesday, I forgot to even give them breakfast on Thursday, and today I listened to my son scream in his crib for 1/2 hour because, darn it, he NEEDS to take a nap! (or is it that I needed him to take a nap? ... eh, same thing)Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18127200050091648905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-27415188637091822882009-04-17T13:01:00.000-05:002009-04-17T13:01:00.000-05:00I am totally in love with this entry! I do not kn...I am totally in love with this entry! I do not know where to begin. Oh how about with the fact that it's 1PM & my 15 yr old daughter is still sleeping. My husband would be complaining that she is still sleeping, but he's at work. It's quiet & I am enjoying every minute of it while I can! :DPennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07634796286892321194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-33282282244271516612009-04-17T12:58:00.000-05:002009-04-17T12:58:00.000-05:00I'm the same way. ;-)I'm the same way. ;-)Marni's Organized Messhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05158521136342223415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-45189485922177013522009-04-17T12:26:00.000-05:002009-04-17T12:26:00.000-05:00O sweet gawd, where do you want me to start? I ha...O sweet gawd, where do you want me to start? I have been in serious need of a parental intervention lately.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-85634858630023481502009-04-17T12:13:00.000-05:002009-04-17T12:13:00.000-05:00When I was 14 I taught myself how to whistle VERY ...When I was 14 I taught myself how to whistle VERY loudly. You know, the fingers in the mouth whistle? So now when the kids aren't listening and I don't feel like yelling I whistle. Yes, it hurts my ears but it sure gets their attention!<br /><br />PB&J for dinner: check.<br />Sleep in "comfies": check.<br />Watch TV more than an hour a day: check.<br /><br />And the list goes on....Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10260394895868230885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-85171844635126821752009-04-17T11:01:00.000-05:002009-04-17T11:01:00.000-05:00Wonderful post...
Looking at it now, from the per...Wonderful post...<br /><br />Looking at it now, from the perspective of having grown up children, I have to laugh back to the days, when one of kids would say that they would do it differently, when they were a parent...<br /><br />Now I see them doing the same things that I did :-)<br /><br />I think they noticed :-)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17109531002159599556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-8750421927312158472009-04-17T09:30:00.000-05:002009-04-17T09:30:00.000-05:00Actually, I got into a heated discussion, last nig...Actually, I got into a heated discussion, last night, with #1 Son about certain physical properties of the universe and how I think they're interpreted wrongly by the scientific establishment. And it turned into one of those oneupmanship contests that young men enjoy so much. And old men, too, apparently.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13024392628362568010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-92093545049358300252009-04-17T09:16:00.000-05:002009-04-17T09:16:00.000-05:00Here's what I did...
For all my blogging about ho...Here's what I did...<br /><br />For all my blogging about how OK I am with the fact that my 18-month-old daughter refuses to walk, when my college roommate planned to come to town, I decided not to bring my daughter to our visit. You know why? Because my friend's daughter is several months younger and walking...and I was embarassed.<br /><br />I'm so ashamed to even admit that - it's wrong on so many levels. Because my daughter is smart, funny, sweet, beautiful and oh yeah, a miracle in the first place! Who the heck cares is she doesn't walk yet?!<br /><br />I did. And I'm sorry.<br /><br />And you're so right - we're not perfect, so let's not pretend we are. Good post, Colleen.Mary @ Giving Up On Perfecthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12879039457971511498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-49478604072454964622009-04-17T09:00:00.000-05:002009-04-17T09:00:00.000-05:00geez.. it is more what I do that is correct in the...geez.. it is more what I do that is correct in the parenting world..ha.<br /><br />I also do the .. oh you can sleep in those clothes trick.. so much easier sometimes.. haKimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14508220276381229247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-78971849009203589402009-04-17T07:28:00.000-05:002009-04-17T07:28:00.000-05:00Love this post. You are so right about no one wan...Love this post. You are so right about no one wanting to admit they are not perfect moms. What did I do this week? I hid the mess when my mom came over to babysit and prayed she didn't open our bedroom door. I fed the kids PB & J twice for dinner. I let the kids belly flop onto the couch because they were having a blast and leaving me alone for several minutes. The list could go on and on.Secret Mom Thoughtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18409014239711206789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-50938946204616172322009-04-17T04:33:00.000-05:002009-04-17T04:33:00.000-05:00I just found you at Candid Carries and will return...I just found you at Candid Carries and will return - I loved this post. You might enjoy a post I have scheduled in about 6 hours time - about our post baby bodies. Very very honest, tell it like it is. Greetings from South Africa.cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15788508986252339771noreply@blogger.com