From the Mouths of Mom’s – Mrs. K

Mrs J and Master A
The wonderful Mrs. K and Master A

Okay so first up to bat (so to speak) is the fabulous Mrs. K, wife to Mr. K and Mommy to the adorable Master A. She was one of the first to agree to this and my second interview (Starbucks style no less), and I have to tell you, I spent most of the time cracking up (just another reason why I should have a digital recorder on hand – it’s really frigging hard to write legibly when you are laughing).

So without any more delay, here we go.

When you are pregnant people come out of the woodwork (sometimes literally – I had a woman ask to touch my belly at Home Depot in the lumber section… I kid you not), with advice on everything from how to have the baby to raising them. What’s the one thing you wish someone HAD told you about being a Mom?

Many had told me how physically exhausting it would be but I really wish they would have told me just how mentally exhausting it is as well. It was (and still is) all the constant worrying; are you doing things the ‘right’ way, is this how I teach/encourage/prevent this or that, or even just having someone tell me that I’m going to screw things up every now and then but it’s all part of being a parent. That’s how we and our kids grow and learn. There ain’t no manual on this (okay so she said there ‘isn’t’ but ‘ain’t’ sounded better to me. Call it artist license).

What surprises you about being a Mom?

How much I move my life around to accommodate one little person. Seriously, I love my husband and would do anything for him, but if Master A wanted to do something that Daddy didn’t, Master A wins out every time. I won’t rearrange my schedule to go out with Mr. K but if Master A wants to go play and I have plans, I’ll change them. Sad, huh?

What’s the most embarrassing thing your son has ever done? (And this dear readers is where I kind of lost my cool in a Starbucks – like I seriously had coffee coming out my nose – get that visual out of your mind now)

About 9-10 months ago, Master A had a little trouble wiping his behind after pushing out a #2 and this one particular time, he had decided to go all Jackson Pollock on the wall at his school! (oh the horror). I get to school and his teacher pulls me aside to tell me that my son was displaying his artist abilities…… with his bodily functions….. in their bathroom. I can’t even begin to describe how embarrassed I was (and still am).

autumn rhythm
An actual Jackson Pollock (although the color scheme seems to fit, right?)
What’s your biggest pet peeve about being a parent?

Judgements from people on both the being a Mom side and on the kid side. It’s bad enough if someone tells me that I’m doing the wrong thing by my child, but it bugs me even more when they naturally assume that because he’s a boy and the age he is that is going to be destructive or difficult. People on planes are the worst. You get the whole ‘crap, there’s a kid sitting next to us’ look.

And then you get the ‘wow, he’s so well behaved’ comment when you leave the plane. It’s like, seriously, one bad kid does not mean that every kid is going to act like that. It just makes me mad (you guys, she was totally getting steamed up about this. I could practically see the smoke coming out of her ears and we weren’t anywhere near a plane).

If you could go back and tell your pre-Mom self one thing about being a parent, what would it be?

You hear it all the time, but I would say ‘cherish the moments, ALL of them. Big or small.’ I honestly can’t believe how quickly the time goes by. I swear it wasn’t that long ago I was changing poopie diapers (there is a poop theme going on here….)

And there you have it, straight from the Momma’s mouth. The poop art is going to be a hard one to follow…

Till next time, embrace your flaws (and your kids), it’s what makes us, well us.


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