Mother of the Year: I win.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

I win.

In case you thought the Mother of the Year Award was still up for grabs, I have bad news for you: I've won. It's not even close. The winning event took place Saturday morning when I turned my back for three seconds and turned back to see Talia, holding a can of Scrubbing Bubbles, hands and mouth covered in the aforementioned bubbles. I screamed, ran over, grabbed her, washed her mouth and hands repeatedly with water, nursed her, fed her food, gave her sippies of water and milk, and spent time on the phone with Poison Control. Turns out Scrubbing Bubbles in some nasty shit. Sorry girls, you lose.

PS: This took place not 24 hours after Talia hit her head at the JCC and got her first bruise. Ugh.

PPS: Wait, looks like someone out there still sucks as a mother more than I do.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...: OH my lord....this is horrible. I'm sorry this happened to you and Talia. BTW...what did they tell you to do?

BUT...the story about the baby drowning in the bleach bucket is a 100% worse....jeez. Unbelievable.; January 23, 2008 at 6:36 PM

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This blog began when a few mothers I know continued to trade the sarcastic phrase "I win the Mother-of-the-Year-Award" for various feelings or events that made us feel less than adequate in motherhood.

The blog has evolved slightly. It's not only a place to explain why you might win the award. Although, those are welcome, amusing pieces to read as well! It attempts to provide a space for the ambiguity of motherhood. The doubts, the questions, the celebrations, and the venting that happens when moms get together. This can be a parallel place for that, I suppose. It might be a place for gaining perspective. Or perhaps a place to reassure or remind each other that we are doing a good job. The key, I think, is to avoid being judgmental, to realize that there is more than one good way to parent, and that every child is different.

It is a very hard job, being a mom. I really never had any idea. I am thankful, so VERY thankful for a few women who have offered their ears, their eyes, (in the case of email and instant messenger), and their patience. I'm not sure that I really could have survived (this well, this far) without them.
Even if I become the only author to this blog, I think I have begun to fulfill my mission to live in the moment; to breathe and to smile at what it means to be a Mother.

~Amy T

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Sunday, October 28, 2007

I win.

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