There are some weeks that feel like a real parenting fail. You mess up one thing and it becomes a chain reaction of mishaps.
Like the day I forgot to show up for 5 year old Chase’s teacher conference, yet I somehow remembered to take a nap.
But no worries because Chase got me back when he borrowed my phone to play games over the weekend. After he was done, I put my phone away. A few hours later, I took it out again and noticed all these random photos posted to my Facebook account.
How did this happen?
But it didn’t take a super sleuth because I also saw this posted…
And the same day I missed Chase’s teacher conference, I was hurrying with dinner so I could pick up two of my daughters from gymnastics. As I was rushing, I accidentally dropped a glass measuring cup on the counter which shattered into my turkey tacos.
Since I’d rather not give my kids shards of glass for dinner, I had to toss the whole thing. I resorted to giving my children taco shells with melted cheese. Which is kind of like a quesadilla. I think.
I also had to go to the grocery store three times that day partly because I miscounted the amount of candy I needed for treat bags for various children’s Halloween parties at school.
And the next morning, I brought my 2 1/2 year old to his swim lesson and forgot to bring a towel for him.
(Let me know when I’m starting to make you feel better about your own parenting?! Now? Great, I’ll stop.)
It all got me thinking about an incident that happened a couple weeks ago. I was leaving my children’s school when I decided to go around another car because the mom was sitting in her car texting.
I was going to beep but that somehow seemed impolite in a school setting. As I pulled around her, she suddenly looked up and started to pull forward. She thankfully did not hit my car. I mouthed the words, “You were texting” and she gave me the middle finger.
The middle finger. At another parent. At 8:05 AM. Wow. Ballsy.
I think I mouthed something back like, “Are you serious?!”
But now I’ve had some time to think about this, I’m going to assume that she was having a crap week. A really bad missing your kid’s conference/ruin dinner/go to the grocery store way too many times/ forget everything – kind of week.
Because sometimes life is just like that.