Recent comments have had words like "amazing" and "supermom" when reacting to a post. While I am so thankful for the support and nice words, I have to laugh when I read things like that. In fact, I'm sure my family and friends get a good chuckle at it too thinking, "boy, they really don't know Jackie!"
So here are ten of my own guilty admissions to prove I am neither amazing, nor a supermom. Hey, I just may lose some readers when you get to see how fun I am to live with!
1. I lose my patience at least several times a week
2. Sometimes turn on the TV for longer than I should
3. Get extremely annoyed at things that you can't force kids to do -- like eating veggies or sleeping.
4. Our special one-night-a-week "breakfast for dinner" sometimes happens more than once a week.
5. I yell -- sometimes a lot.
6. I lock myself away for a few minutes at a time hoping they won't find me.
7. I sometimes dread the 30 minutes of stories at bedtime and would rather lie mindlessly in front of the TV than to read Dr. Seuss for the 5,000th time (although I do fake it well).
8. I lie to the kids about what's in their food -- even though Jeff asks me not to.
9. I snap at my husband when I'm tired and/or overwhelmed.
10. Sometimes, I wait before jumping out of bed when I hear a kid crying at night, hoping Jeff will get there first.
Like (I'm hoping) other families, some days are just filled with constant reprimanding and refereeing, while others turn out even better than how I, as a young, single girl, fantasized life could be. And I want this blog to be a true depiction of that -- real life -- and the phenomenal successes and complete and utter failures that go along with it -- whether it be through parenting, working, or just trying to be a positive female member of society. My search to find balance and quality of life is extremely important to me and I want to hear from readers about things they've learned or perhaps struggled with along the way. I want to make people laugh, think and participate in whatever way they want.
Just don't call me Supermom.