Most of you are probably sitting there thinking: "Well yeah. That's all well and good, but what made you kick it into gear and actually write a post?" My kick start was simple: My daughter was driving me NUTS!! I needed to start the blog because I needed a reason to force myself to be grateful. Otherwise I was going to lock myself in the bathroom for a scream/sob fest. Boy was she just rotten yesterday!! I had to put her in timeout 4 times before her dad even got home. She fought me on every thing I said, every thing I asked her to do. She found a reason why that was "not the rules" or why her idea was better.
I hate the terrible two's BTW.
Another thing was I had on Windy City Live while I let the world of toddler-dom cave in around me and there was an author on there talking about her new book "I Want My Epidural Back: Adventures in Mediocre Parenting." (Karen Alpert) Her take on parenting is simple: Don't take it too seriously. You will never be "World's Greatest Mom." Your kids will hate you at some point. And you will NEED a glass (or two) of wine/vodka/preferred adult drink to get through some nights. And all this is fine, acceptable, and necessary to get through those rough --oh I don't know-- 18 years! Alpert's reading these lines on the TV as I mumble profanity at the mess building upon itself in my living room kind of like one of those fungi-creatures in old-time scary movies. Just feeding on itself and absorbing anything that dares cross its path. I knew I would have to get up in the next 15 minutes if the mess was to ever be manageable; just as I knew my toddler would recreate the disaster zone faster than most people can do simple math. (Unless your kid is learning Common Core. Then I pity you and this saying will make no sense any longer.)
The other half of you are wondering: "But real question--Have you actually started your gratitude project?" Truth? NOPE!! haha I did add two new books to my Nook that I hope will give me motivation to really and truly start on my project.
Until then I will be content with the TWO new blog posts I have managed to generate. And I will sip my iced tea while imagining it to be a super cold Pomegranate Margarita. I don't drink much when not pregnant --and obviously not at all while pregnant-- but those are a tasty concoction!
P.S. My computer isn't making this goal achievement very easy or stress-free. It managed to "zone out" no less than every 15 seconds of typing. So I will add another pat to the back for not throwing the damn thing across the office.
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