- I don't want more kids. If I truly loved being a mommy, I would continue to reproduce. If I truly cared about Miles, I would give him a playmate. Even if the thought of going through pregnancy and the newborn stage again (this time with a toddler in tow) makes me want to vomit. I should be barefoot and pregnant already, dammit.
- Despite my best efforts, my child is not a good sleeper, and never has been. Apparently, if I would just [let him cry it out/rock him to sleep every night/random other useless advice] he would be sleeping just fine. And I need to fix this now, because obviously it's going to affect him for the rest of his life. He will always have sleep issues if I don't fix them right this minute. In fact, it may already be too late!!!
- I blog. Which means I must be ignoring my kid to do so. Because, you know, I should be watching him even when he sleeps.
- I stay at home with my son, rather than going to work and helping to 'provide' for him. Yeah, this little gem actually came from another stay-at-home mom. Who doesn't work at all.
- I work. I may take my child with me, but there's no way I'm actually interacting with him at all, so the poor guy must be suffering horribly. Never mind the fact that he's quite happy to go to the office, and will actually sign bye-bye and go for the door when I mention the word, "work".
- I act as a short-order cook some days. Miles has just hit that picky stage. Psychology says that this is just a sign that he's discovering his control over his environment. One of the ways he can control it is to refuse to eat. So, I offer him three or four different foods at some meals, trying to get him to eat something. Apparently, this means I'm setting him up to be incredibly picky. Who cares if he is too young to understand the idea of "you eat what you're given"?
Monday, February 7, 2011
Bad Mommy Mondays
This week's list of reasons I am a Bad Mommy. It's a little short. We've been indoors all week, so we've had fewer opportunities to be judged. :) Enjoy!