Technically speaking, I’ve been a mom for more than six years now. Theoretically. I mean, Kate is six years old… and she is my kid. So I guess all the evidence points to that statement being true.
But I’ve got to say – I don’t feel like I’ve got this mom thing down yet.
I don’t know why, exactly, but I just don’t feel like the “mom” part of my brain – supposing, of course, that it is there at all – has been switched on yet.
I rarely think to remind the kids to potty before we leave the house. Which is a problem, because I also never have a spare pull-up (let alone wipes) with me. I’ve had to stop and buy a new pack of diapers because I needed one, on more than one occasion.
I don’t carry hand sanitizer around in my purse, which, again, is unfortunate because I rarely remember the hand-washing part of daily activities either. And tissues? I don’t even have them in my house, let alone my purse.
I’m not the mom with the fully-stocked cooler and picnic blankets and fresh-squeezed lemonade at t-ball games or at the pool. I’m the one with the zip-loc bag of cheerios who’s digging around for quarters to buy crap at the concession stand.
This is something that really bothers me, but I’m not sure what to do about it. Other than, you know, get my shit together. But I don’t know how to start thinking this way automatically. I don’t know how to do any of it, really.
Maybe someday I’ll figure it out and be a real mom. Probably right about the time my kids graduate from college.
Until then, humor me – what are some of the “mom” things you forget to do?




