The Mother’s Promise

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I will strive to create days that are filled with laughter, bonding, play, new experiences, learning, nutritious meals and snacks and on-schedule rest for all.

I will make play-dates with other mamas and babes, for they keep us all sane.

Yet if there be a day filled with crying, sibling rivalry, boredom, junk food and failed naps, I will accept this, and work for a better tomorrow.

I will not consume an entire bag of M&Ms/chips/gummy bears to erase my pain, as that will merely expand my ass.

I will rely via text on the comfort of my friends, and get the kids out of doors immediately.

And if there be rain and we cannot go outside, I will not feel persecuted by the universe. I will devise another plan, even if that plan consists only of a visit to Target.

 

I will endeavor to be frugal, in the hallowed halls of Target as well as in other stores. I will not be led into temptation by an $8 box of organic cookies at Whole Paycheck.

I will employ the aid of the Internet, magazines and word-of-mouth for free or low cost things to do. I will actively enlist the word of Groupon on my quest to never pay full price for any activity.

I will avoid the Land of No, turning instead to the land of positive requests. I will demonstrate the wisdom to empathize, not chastise, to tell, not yell, to supervise, not patronize and to breathe, not seethe. Thank you, Jesse Jackson.

I will schedule myself time to exercise so as to avoid bitchiness and the four month pregnant looking belly that necessitates a new wardrobe.

I will have the sense to schedule personal time for myself at regular intervals. And if this personal time come not soon enough, and I feel desperation creeping in, I will make a plan, enlist childcare, don exercise wear or cocktail wear and leave my residence.

In case of meltdowns, I will remain calm and firm. I will not get sucked into the tornado into which my child has morphed. I will give him/her time alone or hold him/her as the situation merits. I will keep him/her from breaking bones by stealthily placing a blanket or towel nearby as he thrashes like a junkie with the DTs.

I will, come Sunday, organize a list of dinners for the upcoming week so that I am not a stressed out mess every day at 5:00 p.m.

I will get as much sleep as possible. If I plan to rest, I will take this rest, AS SOON AS THE CHILDREN GO DOWN FOR THEIR NAP. I will not clean, write, make phone calls, answer e-mails, search the Web, or go astray on the pages of Facebook, only to find that my unpredictable napper has awoken earlier than estimated and stolen my sleep. I will set an alarm if need be, so that I can putter about or prep dinner(!) after some power zzz’s.

I will realize that potty training is a process and that, long though it may take, my children will not cast their first presidential election ballot in diapers.

I will enlist the power of the elephant-in-the-armoire, the TV, in moderation. And I will not be afraid to do so, for PBS is good.

I will endeavor to devote some energy to my relationship with my husband so that we might enjoy our co-existence as husband and wife, and not only mother and father.

I will remain educated and up to date on the latest scholarship and ideas in parenting. I will strive to be more June Cleaver than Roseanne. I will refuse to, however, beat myself up for the forgot to do’s, could not do’s under the circumstances and cannot do’s.

I will remember that though I may fail, though I may yell, though my kids might watch over an hour of Caillou daily, I am a good mother, dammit.

And they are as lucky to have me, as I am them.

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    Scarlet says

    When my son was a baby, I was AWFUL about napping. When he was asleep I’d do all my cleaning, organizing, etc., even though he was perfectly content to hang out in his pack ‘n’ play or bouncy saucer and I could do it while he was awake. Oh boy did I get paid back when my daughter was born! Even as a newborn she rarely napped, was an exceptionally light sleeper when she did nap, and so hated the pack ‘n’ play and bouncy saucer that we got rid of them as soon as we found out our neighbor was pregnant. I did learn to excel at napping 24 minutes at a time while my son watched Disney and my daughter nursed.

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    Ninja Mom says

    Great list. Really fabulous writing. Would love to have it on a hand-lettered sign in my kitchen . . . So I could read it and calm the hell down while the kids are watching Martha Speaks.

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