A Letter to My Girl about how I became "that mom"
Dear Daughter,
Here are the items that are currently in mama's brain:Need to unpack new lease to present at brother's school for K registration
- Organize basement (where movers just dumped stuff at random) in order to set up playroom
- File complaint with movers for broken BOXES of your grandmother's china
- Turn in two permission slips for field trips this week
- Dig through junk drawer for cash for field trips. (This is quicker than visit to ATM and subsequent visit to newsstand or deli to get something small enough to break $20 but still have enough cash for trips.)
- Figure out your brother's mystery rash.
- Figure out where your lost library book might be.
- Maintain the daily running of my actual business in order to make money to pay for new house and field trip.s
- Feed you and your brothers. Bathe you and your brothers. Clean your clothes and buy diapers (for your brother who is way too old to still be in diapers.
- Why is your brother still in diapers? Haven't I figured out potty training yet?
- How can I teach you to be a strong independent woman while still nurturing your sweet, tender heart?
- Buy cat food.
- How can I teach your brothers to be respectful, polite gentleman while still nurturing their masculine tendencies.
- Remember to shower
- How can I spend any time at all with your father and remind him that despite my bickering I still find him infinitely supportive, attractive and am proud of the man he is every single day?
- How can I possibly do all of this without losing my mind? Is it too late?
- Have I forgotten anything today? This week? This month?
- What day is it again?
Here is what, apparently, is not in my brain:
- Daughter's school added a half-day to the schedule this week. You got the note on moving day and now must remember to pick her up early on Wednesday.
I hope some day it will help you to know I am punishing myself for this. I worked in schools for many years and silently judged parents who had kids left on the curb after early dismissals. How could they forget their kid? Didn't they get the note that came home from school? Didn't they mark it on their calendar?
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