moms

I have always kind of wanted to be the "fun mom." You know the one, where vacations happen at regular intervals, and crafts go on in the kitchen. The mom with 15 ideas of how to make a birthday cake with a truck theme.
She coincidentally seems to be the mom who always has time to just play in the back yard, make smores indoors on a rainy day, all of those things and so much more.

I am however not that mom. I am the mom that when my daughter was asked what mommy does for fun, she answered "laundry." I am the mom that needs to go through and clean out toys. Tomorrow. (i have been saying "tomorrow" for like 3 weeks on that one)

I am the mom who can never seem to get that last basket of laundry put away, or that last dish washed.


Blogs can be dangerous things, because as much as we read them and feel camaraderie with their writers, we can also begin to feel a twinge of guilt.

I know of one mom who is at the local pool several afternoons a week with her kids. Just hanging out and having fun.

I have taken mine there exactly one time this summer.


I know of another who is constantly doing cool crafts and taking her kids on hikes and all sorts of cool outdoors type stuff.

Me, yah, not so much.


Let's not even talk about the supportive sports moms. I am so far from one of those, I talked my child OUT of sports this summer.

I am fully aware that my children are not suffering in any area because of this. I just wonder sometimes what it would be like to be the together-enough-to-play-in-the-rain type of mom. or to go for hikes.

Like, be me-2.0 (come on now you know that was funny)

I am not looking for sympathy here, just letting my mind wander a bit.