Today was brought to me by a Teenager who just wanted a skirt from her fathers and I made the wrong turn which ended us up in Los Angeles street traffic and a frustrated mother who wanted to blame the teenager for needing said skirt but it wasn’t her fault at all. I had to realize in the big scheme of things it wasn’t too bad at all and she was on time for school…without the skirt and that was OK.
Flash forward, being cut off while driving, hitting construction, and making it to work just at 9am. I did it I’m going to have a great rest of the day….
The phone rang just after 12 and it’s my week with the kids and my boy who should live in a bubble knocked loose two teeth while playing on the slide at lunch. This is where the “Mothers Guilt” began.
I work, I work hard and I’m super busy at work right now. I thought, his teeth will look fine but I was wrong and he’s got speech delay so if he ends up missing his two front teeth (he knocked out the other at school in December) then he may have some issues with speech. We really, really don’t need that.
We got to the Dental Office and we were told a 15 minute wait. That ended up being over a hour wait and the whole time I’m worried about not being at work. I’m worried I will lose my job. I’m worried about the cost of the visit since it was a emergency drop in. You know irrational fears that I know others have, not just me. At the same time there’s this little boy who says “If I do good can I get a toy for being brave?”…a little boy who feel asleep in the chair next to me…a little boy who’s just accident prone and he doesn’t purposely get hurt so I have to miss work.
I saw I do feel guilty that I worry about work while I should be comforting him and I am comforting him but my mind is elsewhere. How I’d love to be home with him and his sister but that’s not my reality. I also know I’m not the only mother who feels guilty that they’re wishing they weren’t sitting at a medical visit or secretly upset at their child for getting hurt time and time again.
In the end he had a 2nd tooth pulled. I went back to work, with him and stayed until about 7pm and I honored my word and got him a toy for being so brave because really, he was very brave. To be 5 and have two teeth pulled in two months has to be a little scary.
So today I bring you photos of the day and the truth that I’m one amazing mother and my children adore me…even if I’m not a stay at home mom and even if I bring work home with me.
Filed under: 2016, Parenting Ups & Downs Tagged: accident prone, life, mommy life, mothers guilt, Parenting
