Friday, April 9, 2010

Bad Mommy!

I know it's very late. Well, late for a Friday post, that is. I had a great post for today, a roll-on-the-floor-laugh-out-loud kind of post. About why males never outgrow the need to figuratively pull a girl's pigtails. Even when that girl is his wife. Even when that girl doesn't wear pigtails.

But I didn't post it.


Maybe next week.

I didn't get much sleep last night, and I woke up just in time to get ready and rush off to work with no time to spend in the glories of blogland. When that happens, I usually just skip the day and start off fresh on Monday. But Monday is about memories, and I'm in the middle of the story of my quest for a doctor when we lived in Uganda.

So instead I thought I would blog about Motherhood.

Why is it that all my best efforts at being the world's best mommy backfire? I know I'm not perfect, but those times when I really try to reach new heights, why does everything turn worse than it ever was before?

Case in point:  one time I wanted to take all the kids to the park, something we hadn't done in a while. Joel didn't want to go, but I made him. He ended up falling out of a swing and breaking both his wrists. (Hint:  this link is to the beginning of a continuing post. Keep clicking on the new post link at the bottom of the post to read the whole story.) He spent Thanksgiving Day in a couple of casts because I wanted to be a good mommy.

You'd think something like that would discourage me, but I never learn. Today I decided to go on another bike ride. I took up riding because they have some great trails here in Florida, and I thought it would be a good way to get some exercise and spend time with my boys. Nicky didn't want to go, but I insisted. We're going to have quality time together, or die trying!

Nicky is the only boy who doesn't have a geared bike. So he has to pedal twice as much and twice as hard as the rest of us. We each took a turn riding back with him, but he really lagged behind. He wanted to stop and rest. He complained of a headache. (Nicky's been whining most of the week because of his sunburn, so I didn't take him too seriously.)

At least, I didn't take him too seriously until he skipped supper. Then he started throwing up. Then he started running a raging high fever.

I made my poor, sick baby go on a 10 mile bike ride.

Bad mommy!

I'm spending this weekend taking care of him and doing penance. I'll be back on Monday.

Have a good weekend!


  1. My son cut his eyebrow and I told him it would be okay. My husband ended up taking him to the pediatrician with a big gash! He still has a scar. But, in all fairness, I had just had a baby and was half asleep!

  2. Hey, I have 3 boys so I can relate! Have a great weekend!

  3. We've all done that sort of thing...It's just so darn hard sometimes. By the time we get the "good mommy" thing figured out our kids are grown. Go figure!!

  4. I have definitely had "bad mommy" moments, myself!
    Happy Weekend!

  5. I am so sorry about your son. It's hard when we feel like we've failed our children in some way. We will never be perfect in this mothering thing. I am sure you are not a bad mother. We all make mistakes but we learn and move on. Blessings to you!

  6. We've all done something like that so don't be too hard on yourself. We took our never ever whiny 3 year old to a water ski show and she cried and whined the whole time....I was irritated....turns out she had a scary case of mono. She's almost 22 but I still feel bad about that day. She's forgotten though. They love us in spite of our goofs. Thankfully!

    Enjoy your weekend...hope your son feels better soon!

  7. Oh, poor little guy! Once my son complained of a stomach ache and I thought it was gas. So I encouraged him to bend over from the waist (I thought it would help the gas).

    He threw up all over the floor (and well, I was right there and....never mind). Let's just say that we were both surprised!

    Do you live anywhere near Orlando? We'll be flying to Orlando sometimes\ next year.

  8. We were getting ready to jump in the car (in about 30 min.) and drive for many hours, so I encouraged my son to ride his scooter to "get out the wiggles"...he was 5 then. Sissy went out with him, thank goodness. After about 5 minutes out side she comes running in and telling us he was bleeding from his face! He hit a bump and tumbled down. The worse part was...his face got caught on a medal clamp on his scooter. Talk about your mommy guilt. He did not want to ride his scooter and I basically made him, thinking he would tucker out and rest in car and not feel so cooped up.
    I still feel awful about that.

    I sure hope your son feels better and doesn't have what I'm getting over. I've been sick for awhile now.

    I'd love to know about the bike trail you mentioned!

  9. Oh, I hope he's feeling better! Don't be too hard on yourself. We're all bad mommy's sometimes. We just can't help ourselves. ;-) If it makes you feel any better, I dislocated my daughter's elbow when she was little. I used to let her climb up my legs and do flips...not a good idea. I ended up in the ER crying.


  10. Poor little thing. Hope he's feeling better. And no, I don't think that makes you a bad mommy!


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