ESTABLISHING YOURSELF (a few details that help somemothers know what they have in common with you).
I am 40 years old.
I am married.
I have 3 kids. All boys. 12, 8 and 6. I also had two miscarriages that I don’t want to leave out. They were a huge part of who I am too.
I stay at home.
I am upper-middle.
I live rural.
I completed high school and all but my senior year in college. I had a fiance that I wanted to turn into a husband and just couldn’t be troubled with finishing school.
I am straight.
Of note about my ethnicity and/or cultural background: I’m white and southern. But, not in that icky stereotypical, racist, redneck way that’s so unappealing.
NOW, TWENTY QUESTIONS ABOUT YOU
- The most significant aspect of my upbringing. I sort of raised myself. My mom died when I was 12. I am only child. And my dad dropped out by the time I was 15. He spent most of his time with his girlfriend in our vacation home 3 hours away. I was on my own for weeks at a time in high school.
- My best advice to mothers about to enter the stage of child rearing that I just went through. Take time for yourself. Do whatever it takes to give yourself a regular day off. Preferably with a friend. I know that date nights and what not are important to marriage, but friend time is important to self. If you want to remember who you are, spend time with a good friend.
- Something that concerns me about my children. I worry about one of my sons being too feminine. I’m not homophobic at all. But, am afraid he’ll be picked on and hurt. He’s a fantastic, loving kid. And I hate the idea that someone might not love him because of that. And I want to throw up when I imagine someone hurting him for who he is.
- My absolute worst mothering moment (so far). I have two. My father passed away and I lost a baby the same week. After a few weeks, I went out with friends and drank way too much.(This is not my norm.) When I got home, my husband had to run out for work for a bit. I threw up and couldn’t get out of the floor in the bathroom. I was there with my 4-year-old and he was scared to death. Hands down, worst parenting moment.
- What annoys me most about other mothers. I know some mothers that don’t seem to take responsibility for raising their kids. They pass it off to the grandmothers and anyone else who’ll take up their slack. I don’t get it. Why become a mother if you don’t want to parent? It’s not required.
- I am happiest when I’m traveling.
- I am saddest when I feel overwhelmed by the housework.
- My biggest fear is of something happening to one of my kids.
- I am ashamed of my weight. I used to have a really good figure. I had a lot of my self-worth tied up in it. I had a really nice rack and a flat, flat tummy. And I got lots of attention for it. And now, I am 40 pounds overweight. I hate running into people who used to know me when I looked like myself. But, even though it embarrasses me, I don’t do the work to make it better.
- Something I need to forgive. Some people who have taken advantage of me (and are taking advantage of me) in business situations.
- Something I wish I could say to someone. You are evicted. You cannot blackmail me anymore. Get out. And go away. If you want a vacation house, get a job and buy one.
- Something I have never told anyone. I am a total open book. I tell everything.
- Something I am trying to change about myself. I want to be more organized. I am a train wreck in the organization department and I’d love to make that better.
- My biggest accomplishment is doing a great job with my boys. I’m a good mother.(Except for the drunken mess when my oldest was 4).
- I wish we could sell everything and travel from here on out. I’d love nothing more than remaining on a family trip forever.
- Something my relationship with my mother has taught me about parenting. I learned that it can end too soon. Make it count.
- Something my relationship with my father has taught me about parenting. That even if it’s hard, you don’t drop out. You’ll screw up the people you love most if you do.
- How I would describe my faith life. It ebbs and flows. At times, I’ve been all over it and very devout. At other times, I hardly give it a second thought. Presently, I’m not giving it a second thought. 😦
- Something I hope will be different for me by this time next year. I hope that I’ll be living that dream of being on the road. We’re working on it.
- Something important about my story that hasn’t been captured by the questions above. There’s much more to me (and all moms) than what you see. Look past the spit up and calendars and extra pounds and there’s still an individual in there.
- BONUS: A question you would like to see added to this list that readers can respond to in the comments. Who are you? Other than mom.