Jen Hatmaker's recent blog about being the worst end-of-school mom ever (if you haven't read it, look it up. It's a riot) really struck a chord with me and made me feel a whole lot better about my current ineptitude/attitude. Judging by the fact that 6 of my friends independently forwarded the link to me, I'm guessing a lot of other moms feel the same way.
Our elementary school decided to wait til mid-June to perform an Ellis Island simulation where costumes, family trees, heirlooms and ethnic foods (minus any ingredients that might induce anaphylaxis) had to be produced in rapid succession. Seeing as NOBODY wants to eat English food and I had two children home sick from school - on consecutive days, natch - I rummaged through the pantry and came up with the ingredients for plain scones. Genius, right?
But my laurels were not to be rested on. Sifting through the laundry baskets, I realize that I can't actually recall when my children last showered and I'm wondering if being in a swimming pool counts. At the very least it gets rid of superficial dirt, no? Nor can I remember when I last changed the sheets on the beds. I haven't had a chance to go to the drugstore for new foundation so my makeup routine consists of coating my face with tinted Clearasil. Again, not the worst thing, especially since the stress has not been kind to my complexion. I wear what I can grab quickly at 6:30am and even when I feel somewhat put together a fashion felony is not far off. For example, I arrived at my daughter's last soccer game of the season Sunday with giant TJ Maxx price tags hanging down my back. I had left them out to remind myself to remove them, then promptly forgotten.
Long story short I'm a mess and so are my kids but we are in good company. Kudos to Ms. Hatmaker for giving a lot of deserving people a good laugh at a very stressful time. Solidarity sister!
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