Nobody:
Me: I have to be a PERFECT MOM.
Well, maybe it’s time to hang that “perfect mom” hat and start to enjoy a little bit more. I know there are a mom out there wanted to have fun and the words “PERFECT MOM” will get to somewhere any mom shouldn’t belong. Come away with me let’s celebrate this beautiful struggles together. Because in “imperfect” is maybe actually I’m perfect.
Being a woman is already so freaking complex. What’s now? Being a mom. - they said it would be fun(really who are “They”?). I’m torally agree that is true(even I’ve only know what “They” said). But that joy is have to be somehow came out from ours own versions; More then anything mom is also human and each human should deserve self care. Love is within us also joy. But where would it should start rather then ourself?
Chapter #.1
2021 June 2
Found my self in the (yep) bathroom. Aimlessly scrolling through social media, The TV was on but I was totally off. Somehow I couldn’t help my self and start to think why I’m getting so plainly and so mom-y .. not sexy, edgy and where are those naughty humors? I believe that some mom would feeling relate with this moment. Physical and mental was totally pruny and the voice that only heart lifting is still “mommmmmmyyyyyyy”!!!! Well that’s was when I flushed my grey moment away and said “I’m cominggggggggg”!
Chapter #.2
2021 June7
Mommy’s need a time too. Was I just said that?? I’m going to give my self and applauses—. I’m working on saying it out loud, not scream but let the vibrations goes through my air tube and make a percussion in to a precious mommy’s voice. When I can say it out I will write in down here and pop my self a bottle of Le millésime Château d'Yquem and wash my La facé with it. Ahah I could said that because seem to me that this moment will only happen as rare as we can see the stars at noon.
Mommy needs timeeeee!!
Never said that to my child accepts only planing on it, tbh it’s so damn hard when I was going to say it, - and then my eye were catches on that innocent face. After half an hour I was totally cover by whatever they wanted to create me. Mine (oldest one) is very artistic… last well, I was wrapped around by red ribbons, -I was totally don’t care when it come to creativity I love to encourage the creativity until my husband saw it, started to laugh and gave me a look. The moment I was realized that my self was totally in an ultimate bondage outfit… I was bondage by 5 years old( of course I didn’t said that to her) . And she told me that was the most awesome style she has ever put on me (week, we’ve tried so many but happen to be this one) while she tied that ribbons she’s go “mommy you look amazing.” Whispered in my ear, her voice were so precious as always. But in the moment it was a total psycho sounds through my drum bones. Guess what, this story was perfectly ended with my husband we’re also whispered me “ Ooooh can’t wait to see you tonight.” -great banter dude, you wish.
Don’t you think after all of this I deserve a frigging moment? lol, I love my family.
Chapter #.3
2021 July 12
5 more minutes. I’m sure we all have heard that from ours most beloved partner for about gazillion times. Hear my story maybe we can all give each other invisible back rubs somehow..
It’s our date night (as supposed) I was about to go get ready. My husband : “Give me 5 more mins and I’m done.” And I was like cool so I’m just going to get ready to leave home. Went to ours children and my beau were still on his “5 mins”, after tuned an easy 30mins mean while try to behave and contain my hangry by takes “la petites bouchée” so my tummy was half full but my mood was almost at the lid. But was still tried to behave. Then I did firmly let him know (shouted softly**) : “ It’s 30 mins”. This guy (my husband) immediately get up .. “I’m done honeyyyyyyy”. Yep, and that when I knew there were nothing important right there. In 30 mins ( his “5 mins”) was probably 20 mins works and 10mins scrolling down the screen like a cloud floating pass the golden sun. -Oh you bet, I was so patient and still behave and tell my self :Give him a chance, he’s so sweet and deserved his unwind moment, meanwhile shuffle my kids cookie in my mouth(my La bouchée were non petites anymore) my tummy was 70% full. AND (I’m not mad but was smiling like a psycho)This guy (my husband) still taking his time shimmy is butt to get himself dress and pick on his pair of his shoes (it was my favorite subtle suede YSL sneakers, Awwwww how cute…he care so much to look good to take me out…). We finally make it to our local sushi bar. He did order tableful of our favorite sushi. I was barely eat. Then he’s hold my hand and making such an innocent effortlessly adorable face ask me softly : “Are you not hungry honey?” ; I will leave it right here.
Anyway, I love him so much and I was too full at that point it was beyond my anger lol.
Do you feeling like this is part of your life too?