Mid-Week Momfessions

Last week all three kids had strep throat.

Strep throat is like my kryptonite. I swear, I can hear that some random person, I have never even met has strep throat and BAM! I’m in the bed feeling like death. Cross my heart- it’s been that way as long as I remember.
And no sooner were we kinda sorta maybe on the upswing this week when it’s like we have this nasty head cold- coughs, snot, low fevers, more snot, headaches, sinus aches, and snot. Lots of snot.
And when weeks are passing like this- wave after wave of something- there is not even a thought of cooking healthy family meals, preparing stunningly awesome family devotions, writing copious amounts of amazing blog posts- it’s more like I have to make it through this sickness alive, if I die Ladybug will never go in public with her hair brushed again because OH MY GOODNESS if it doesn’t seem to bother Hubby that he’s walking out the door to take the kids to school and her hair looks like a commune for a colony of rats (again).

Can I be honest that that is really one of my main fears about my own premature death? Does that make me shallow?

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I yell at my kids.

I hate it and I wish I didn’t. I don’t everyday. But sometimes (OK, probably once a week) I have a didn’t-read-my-Bible-woke-up-twice-to-nurse-the-baby-last-night-have-a-monster-headache-and-I’m-just-plain-ol’-sinful kinda day and they do things that irritate me act like children, and I just snap and I yell at them.

Honestly, there’s probably not much worse in the world than the quivering of their little chins after I yell at them. The look in their tear-filled eyes after I raise my voice and let them have it.

I’m working on it. Through God’s grace I can hopefully overcome this nasty habit. I want to show them grace and teach them how to gracefully react to others, and yelling is not the way I want to accomplish that.

Hi, I’m Sheila. And I yell at my kids.

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I have been thinking about but dreading want to get into shape. And so inevitably I know I need to eat right and exercise. (That’s really the only solution to anyone wanting to be healthy, if you want my opinion.)

Well, I’ve done a few exercise videos since Doodlebug was born, but haven’t committed fully to becoming healthier. Yesterday morning, Ladybug crawled into bed with me and started talking to my belly like there was a baby in there. I promptly hopped out of bed and into some work-out clothes and got to work.

So, yes I have a mommy tummy. And having my three year old talk to my belly was embarrassing enough to me that it was all the motivation I needed to get on the wagon and get rid of the baby weight x 3.

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MomfessionsI’ve blogged about cloth diapers before.

They are great. They really are. But…

When you have two in diapers, and you’re nursing one and constantly getting snacks for the other two, and then you add in making baby food and doing laundry and cooking dinner and picking up toys all day…

OK, I confess, my cloth diapering is sorta sporadic these days. It’s not the diapers, it’s me.

And I take comfort in the fact that even if I only use one cloth diaper on one kid every day, I save 365 diapers from the landfill in a year. And every little bit counts, right?

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I don’t always make my children brush their teeth.

I know, I know.  Gross, right?  But let me tell you, when Hubby’s gone for the evening and I’ve been spit up on, and changed an explosive diaper (or ten), watched Cars or Toy Story again, and been asked for a snack seventy eleven times I just want the Bugs in bed.

So when the clock strikes that magic number, I whisk them down the hallway and though they ask, “Don’t we need to brush our teeth before bed?”  I shrug and say, “Not tonight.

I know, I know.  But hey, they’ll lose these baby teeth someday anyway.

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My momfession this week?  I’m a mean mom.

Just look at the proof:

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So, my momfession is television.  It’s my secret weapon against the Bugs who now outnumber me three-to-one.  I don’t like using the TV this way.  I hate popping in a movie to grab a quick shower, or showing a DVD to buy myself a few minutes to read the Bible, but it’s just kinda happened.  My TV is on.  A lot.  Quite a bit more than I ever imagined it would be.  I feel oodles of guilt over it…

and then I peek in and see the Bugs sitting so quietly, mesmerized by The Wonder Pets, and I think, “Wow, I probably have twenty five minutes to wash my hair.  With soap.  And rinse it.

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