I am a huge fan of the book I Was a Really Good Mom Before I Had Kids: Reinventing Modern Motherhood and I’m thrilled to see that the authors have released a new book called Dirty Little Secrets from Otherwise Perfect Moms. This new book is a collection of surprising and secret parenting shortcuts, as well as guilty confessions about those moments when we all wish we could just crawl under the nearest rock and die.
So, inspired by the bravery of the many moms whose confessions allowed this book to be, I’ve decided to get off my high horse and spill my guts. In no particular order, here are my top 3 guilty confessions:
Confession #1: Our children are only sporadic teeth brushers
Hello? Like, they’re going to fall out anyway? What’s the big deal? Besides, what’s more important - that they stay up an extra 20 minutes to brush their baby teeth, or that they get all of the sleep they need to keep from getting kicked out of daycare? I vote for the latter.
Confession #2: I secretly eat the kids’ treats
When I have a wicked sweet tooth that won’t be satiated with a WW-sanctioned serving of Splenda-dusted fruit, I secretly eat the kid’s sugary treats and then blame their absence on the dog or unexpectedly premature spoilage. Come on - it’s not like Dick can spot spoiled food and the kids are convinced that the dog is constantly on the prowl for their treats, anyway. So, I’m not really lying to anyone - just not telling the truth.
Confession #3: I am a cheapskate
When Adam reaches under the sneeze guard at our local bakery and eats the sugared pecans off the sticky buns, I discipline him but I usually don’t say anything to the clerk because I don’t want to pay for them.
I could go on, but let’s start with these 3 and I’ll work my way up to more. Besides, why should I do this by myself? I know I have some loyal drips out there who are also “perfect” moms. Time to ‘fess up, ladies! Show some sisterhood! Go ahead and embrace the relative anonymity of the internet and tell me your dirty little mommy secret…
Raw Drip is one woman's raw, wry, fresh, and cheeky take on parenting, relationships, life, and other important stuff. I started writing Raw Drip because my friends are scattered all over the place and as a working mother with two toddlers I have no time to talk to them on the phone, meet them for a cup of coffee - or bathe regularly. Instead, I sit my stinky solo self down at my computer and write about all the things I used to talk with them about - and then I share it all with you - my fan base, my readership, my loyal drips.
Some of you have asked about the site name, Raw Drip, what does it mean? The name was inspired by the freshly perked cup of coffee I was drinking when I decided to start writing. I guess people see the word "raw" and just assume that the name has something to do with porn. It doesn't. I also don't write about: raw meat storage, raw food dieting, photos of people in the raw, or an obscure Japanese band named Raw Drip.
So dudes, if you've inadvertently stumbled upon my site while surfing for porn, my apologies. Unfortunately for you, you've landed in a place that's all chick-chat, with occasional penis references thrown in just for fun. At Raw Drip, the truth is harsh. But if you're man enough to handle it, keep reading. If not, move it along...
There. Are we all clear now? No porn here.
Happy Reading!
Samantha
Big Drip, Mom, wife and training geek
Erin
May 23rd, 2008 at 4:21 pm
1. Candy to reward potty training….kinda goes with the who lack o’ brushing teeth. 2. Kiddo actually likes to watch and ‘play’ Zelda Majora’s Mask with mommy! We haven’t gotten to the battles yet so violence is at a minimum.
Edna Lee
June 19th, 2008 at 10:26 pm
Confession of a Teacher:
With nothing to do and several (double digits) minutes left in the school day, I covered the clock and told the kids to sit very still and see which of them jumps when the bell rings…