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I’m A Mommycrite

Date: Oct 20, 2009      Category: General

What’s a ‘Mommycrite’? It’s a Mommy who’s a hypocrite… but has a hard time admitting it. As I suspected, Kody has an ear infection and is on antibiotics. I had a hard time time getting in touch with his pediatrician, because the entire world seems to be sick. I had to drive almost 30 miles to a different office that could see him and prescribe antibiotics. We had to deal with days or whining, crying and fussing over his achy ears. Completely understandable and as a mother I feel like days without sleep are worth it as long as my son is happy. He went through periods where he refused to cuddle or snuggle, or he’d prefer to snuggle with daddy but not with me. Then of course he’d get in the mood to only be in my arms, and refusing to let me walk away for even a minute.

He seems to be feeling better and today he’s in daycare. I felt bad taking him this morning but he’s feeling better and not fussing. His daycare is fully capable of giving him medicine, and of course they would call if he’d need me. I told them the first sign of fussing or crying that they need to call me. I had an appointment this morning and have a dozen articles to write before the end of the day. I wanted him in daycare so bad for months and finally convinced my husband that it is the best thing for Kody. Now? I’m such a hypocrite because I miss him so much…

For one, I knew that he would get sick as soon as he joined a daycare center. I know I cannot stop every germ floating around but introducing him to kids at this time of the year only invites viruses into our home. Sure enough, he’s sick.

I know I cannot get any work done when he is home. This has been proven to me many times in almost two years of his life. He wants attention and sure enough if I sit down at my desk, he will come over to bother the life out of me. You cannot explain to a toddler that there is work to be done and bills to be paid. All he cares about is BobBob, ‘nacks’ (snacks) and milk. He also just enjoys harassing me.

My husband claimed that this would happen. That I would regret my decision after throwing a major fit and demanding that we sign him up for daycare. I can’t even utter the words because my husband would say “I told you so.”

He’s also in daycare for only three days a week… I need the break and I enjoy the silence, but I also love spending time with my little boy. Working from home can be a blessing but it can also be a constant journey to finding the perfect balance. We have no harmony obviously, not yet at least.

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