When I say to people I have 5 kids their response is Wow! Then I say, my oldest is 23, then 20, then 15 then 5 and lastly 3… and Oh yeah… I have a 1 year old granddaughter. Out comes the real WOW! Not just a wow, like wow impressive, but like wow…. how are you in public without supervision, I thought the asylum required chaperones when you’re off the grounds? Or Like… WOW, what kind of torture are you into?
If there was such thing as a Mommy Water Cooler the stories would go something like this:
I honestly love my children….(wait for it)…… BUT…..Lord have mercy on my mind, you would not believe what it took for me to get here this morning. First, the dog needed to go out at 5:30 which robbed me of that precious half hour of sleep before the children awake, second, the dog decides he cannot wait for me to get my shoes on to take him out and decides even though the MAJORITY of my downstairs is hardwood the ideal spot to pee is on my brand new living room carpet. The ONLY patch of carpet in all the down stairs, and third, I get everyone fed, dressed and loaded in the car (haaa haaa I say this like its easy, this task alone takes an hour!), everyone in car seats and we are driving down the road and Ann Marie says, my tummy hurts I need to go poop. For Pete’s Sake!…. its a DANG thing you are so cute and I have a ridiculous attachment to you! I turn the car around, unload from the car seat, go in the house and on the potty and she says: actually…. I don’t need to go.
The stories do not end there… every mother takes her turn while all the others around the water cooler look on with empathetic eyes, shaking their heads, occasionally throwing out a sisterhood laugh. Water Cooler Mommies chat on…. and on… and on…. with the same exhausting challenges, barriers, and all the miniscule road blocks that in a simple hour can destroy hundreds, if not thousands, of perfectly sane brain cells.
Indeed, if you are a mom, you have a Water Cooler Mommy story. I invite you to attend my new Wednesday Link Up series: Water Cooler Mommy Wednesdays. Link up your stories, the good, the bad, the really bad and downright insane mommy moments. We can all be thankful for our bonds to our children and our ability to commiserate with other moms around the water cooler.