Monday, December 4, 2006

As long as Im bitching already

For those of you who know me know how my mom is. Some of you know her personally. She is the kind of mom who put my clothes in the dryer on cold days before waking me up in the morning. She didn't buy cookies much, she made them from scratch. When I went through my teenage drama stage she would make me a chocolate cake every time I got my heart broken. And not just any chocolate cake. A double layer cake with fudge icing. She made my sister cheesecake. Between the two of us that's at least 12 cakes a year. We had a lot of break ups okay?

So anyway, my point is- Why aren't I that kind of mom? I don't wake up full of ideas of homemade playdough and cut my kids sandwich into stars and Mickey Mouse. I don't make hot breakfast. I forget to give my kids vitamins. I let my kids watch way WAY to much TV. Where did the great mom gene go? Did it just skip over me? And seriously, is this screwing up my kids?
Am I screwing up my kids?