I am soooo glad I did my New Year's resolutions yesterday. And let me tell you, I have gotten off to a great start.
Better mother to my children? Check! You know, if being a better mother includes getting so wrapped up in cooking dinner and chatting on the phone with my friend that I completely lost track of time. And when Kristen said, "So are are your kids sleeping?" I thought that yes they are, except Emma who is going to be getting off the bus soon, and then looked at the clock to see exactly how soon. Which was exactly two minutes earlier. At which point my response to Kristen was, "Oh, no! I've got to go!" And hung up the phone.
Of course, when I said "Oh, no!" Well, that's what I should have said. What I actually said was "Oh, something else!" It's kind of like shoot, but not ending in oot. Yeah, great start to the year. I'm actually regressing now. (That is totally uncharacteristic of me, and that's not sarcastic. I thought I'd clarify on the whole sarcasm thing, since this post is pretty much dripping with it. So that part where I usually don't swear? Yup, that's really and truly true. OK, moving on.)
Back to my great parenting. Great parenting includes throwing on some slippers and leaving the kids sleeping in their beds while I run as fast as my out-of-shape body can carry me to the end of the driveway just hoping the bus is late, right? I mean, there's nothing wrong with going so far that I cannot see my house, with my kids still inside and the front door unlocked because I knew there was no way I'd be able to find my keys in time, is there?
The good news is, I accomplished my goal of getting exercise. Yes, I ran a tenth of a mile on gravel in bedroom slippers. That so counts.
When I got to the end of the driveway and looked down the road, I could still see the tail end of the bus as it was going down the street. I missed it.
Luckily, my child is resilient. Maybe it's the independence I am instilling in her by not being at the end of the driveway on time twice now in the three months she has gone to school. See? Good parenting.
I was able to go home, wake up the boys and get them in the van to wait for the bus to come back. Why the van? Because A. I'd already had enough exercise for one day, and B. because I didn't know how long we would be there and it was raining. Oh, and C. I want my good parenting badge, and you so can't get that if you leave three year olds in the rain for too long. I mean, sheesh. We have to have some standards, right?
So we are off to a great start. Do you think it is too early to nominate myself for a mother-of-the-year award? I know we are only a few days into January, but at this rate, I'm a shoo-in!