Mommy Moments!

You would have thought that watching a person having a Mommy Moment, might look like a peaceful person who is surrounded by her kids on the cushy, comfy sofa, tuned into their favorite family TV show, all cuddled up together. I’m here to tell you that, believe it or not, that’s just isn’t true. My Mommy Moments lately have been more like raw nerves, right on the edge of insanity. Yes, it’s only the first week of summer break, BUT, it doesn’t matter, my kids make it seem like it’s already been, like, forever.

They’re already expressing to me that they are bored. I don’t see how they could possibly be bored when they are constantly in the bickering arena going at it full throttle! My leisurely trips to Target strolling through the aisles for bargains or new decorating ideas have been turned upside down. What is it with kids in the car who don’t realize that the car has stopped, is parked and Mom is out of the car, ready to go. And there they are still sitting there buckled up, with iPods glued to their faces. And they sit, and they sit…… until Mommy is forced to have a Mommy Moment right there in the parking lot!

Appointments! Do your kids complain about them? Do they act like they are just gonna melt if they have to be somewhere on time? I don’t get it. During the school year, they are up and out of here quickly in the morning, and off to school. But just mention the idea of an appointment, and they freak! A movie is like an appointment and I don’t hear any complaints about that!

My Mommy Moments have been coming around a little more often than when the kids were in school. It’s quite an adjustment to be around my own offspring all day long. Should that be telling me something? In fact my MM are not a pretty sight. They start just about the time the kids crawl out of bed and down the stairs, and they tend to slack off at just about bedtime.

I recall clearly when I was on the fertility band wagon, just a hopin’ that I would be able to have just one kid! Please! But as you would have it, the fertility gods gave me two, and at the same time. So there you go. No practice, no warnings, no sirens, just two babies at once. And yes they are now eleven years old heading for the pre-teen years and middle school.

So here we are shooting through the dark skies into our next orbit, yep the teen orbit. I hear it’s elliptical in nature and difficult to steer. Wish me luck, I’ll need all of that I can get, and an extra-large margarita!