Showing posts with label parental insecurity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parental insecurity. Show all posts
Tuesday, 18 February 2014
Part 2 - Mommy-hood fails
Like I said the last time, "Don't judge, pray." I'm about to share the next five (5) fails I have been guilty of in this journey of mommy-hood so far.
Mommy-hood fail #6 - Do as I say, not as I do
The little one has a new "thing" to do - Caribbean people call is 'steupsing', others will say he "sucked his teeth at his mother." Well son boy is 'steupsing' for everything. At himself, at his brother, at the TV, at me...come to think of it, I cannot say I've heard him 'steups' at his father, hmmm. I am to blame. I do it often, too often - in jest, in serious times and in frustration. He hears and repeats. I say,"Don't do that. Its not nice," and then I steups. SMH. Lord help me.
Tuesday, 11 February 2014
Mommy-hood Fails
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Mommy-hood Fails |
Mommy-hood fail #1 - Diaper Lost
One (or two) time(s), I let my child stay in the same disposable so long when I eventually checked it the padding was one soaking gel ball. Ok...this has happened more than twice but definitely less than ten. Good thing there were no #2s. #relief
Tuesday, 4 February 2014
My first born son turns two.
Today, the child that made me a mother turned two.
I have a two year old son.
I can barely believe it. Yet its true...seven hours of labour, a double dose of "inducing", a tangled umbilical cord and a short cry later, came "Tre".
He's a smart boy, with the flair for drama and provocation. He makes me laugh and has made me cry in frustration too. In the picture above, he has awakened to happy birthday and willing cheeses for the camera.
It is also this child that makes me so insecure
I have a two year old son.
I can barely believe it. Yet its true...seven hours of labour, a double dose of "inducing", a tangled umbilical cord and a short cry later, came "Tre".
He's a smart boy, with the flair for drama and provocation. He makes me laugh and has made me cry in frustration too. In the picture above, he has awakened to happy birthday and willing cheeses for the camera.
It is also this child that makes me so insecure
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