tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post7119338074172153371..comments2023-07-30T04:02:45.477-07:00Comments on Jenny Kaczorowski | In Somnis Veritas: Mommy GuiltJenny Kaczorowskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00289053983485597342noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-82030935315748853232012-08-05T13:06:39.163-07:002012-08-05T13:06:39.163-07:00I read your post at the perfect time this morning....I read your post at the perfect time this morning. I had a busy and tough week with my little guy and I felt completely exhausted, frustrated and annoyed. I had not had any time for my crrative self and I was burning out. I almost lost it friday night. I had planned to have some creative time in my craft room after putting my baby to sleep which normally takes 30-40 mins. Well it was a 2 hour battle while my husband was hanging out with his friends. I wasn't even doing anything for me but I was feeling guilty even thinking about it. Sunday morning I was done but instead of taking advantage of some creative time while my husband took the baby for a walk I cleaned...so thank you are reminding me that to be the best mom I can be I need to take some time for me to recharge.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-23928132371689996132012-08-04T18:26:01.436-07:002012-08-04T18:26:01.436-07:00That is all that matters - but it's so hard to...That is all that matters - but it's so hard to remember that sometimes! I'm finding what works for us as a family. I'm pretty sure I'll figure it out a week before baby #2 arrives & throws everything into chaos again ;)Jenny Kaczorowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00289053983485597342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-3762605795390896792012-08-04T18:24:41.298-07:002012-08-04T18:24:41.298-07:00Hahaha. I'm still a few years from soccer and ...Hahaha. I'm still a few years from soccer and ballet, but we did these toddler fieldtrips this summer. That was a stretch for me! But it was good. When the time is right, you'll know & the sacrifice will be worth it!Jenny Kaczorowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00289053983485597342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-89773086886568692272012-08-04T18:23:41.869-07:002012-08-04T18:23:41.869-07:00That's awesome! Kids know just the right thing...That's awesome! Kids know just the right things to say sometimes :)Jenny Kaczorowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00289053983485597342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-69345092783225947362012-08-04T18:23:09.643-07:002012-08-04T18:23:09.643-07:00You'll do awesome - again ;)You'll do awesome - again ;)Jenny Kaczorowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00289053983485597342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-88303449707904705762012-08-04T18:22:33.567-07:002012-08-04T18:22:33.567-07:00You are so right. By not putting my everything int...You are so right. By not putting my everything into them, I'm allowing them to people too and I think we'll all be happier because of that!Jenny Kaczorowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00289053983485597342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-35601968030319348222012-08-04T05:49:46.270-07:002012-08-04T05:49:46.270-07:00I could have written this post. You just said it a...I could have written this post. You just said it a lot better than I could.<br /><br />I adore my boy, but sometimes, I just need time to breathe. I'm lucky in that he does well when playing by himself, and he loves playing with Dad, but the guilt creeps in when I remember that my friends are the people Pinterest was made for. They do the crafts, they do the extravagant meals, their houses are spotless. That's when I have to remind myself that that's just not me. <br /><br />I've never been the best housekeeper. My cooking skills don't go much further than steaming veggies and baking a chicken. But my son is the happiest little guy I've ever seen, my husband loves me, and for the first time in my life, I'm enjoying things that make me happy. And I'm a much better wife and mom for that.<br /><br />The mommy wars are very real, and it's a shame. I'm slowly learning that as long as my family is happy and healthy, then that's all that matters. What works for one family doesn't necessarily work for the next.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-11025487762569628212012-08-04T00:54:26.081-07:002012-08-04T00:54:26.081-07:00We're still a year or two off from children bu...We're still a year or two off from children but I am a horrendous housekeeper. Folding laundry?? Thank god we live in Seattle and my husband works in the tech industry where all the men there are in mildly rumpled t-shirts and jeans, lol. I think my worst fear about parenting will be all of the chauffeuring we're supposed to do in this modern community. I hate driving and wonder how on earth I'm going to let them explore things like ballet, soccer, etc and keep my sanity.Bridgethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12714841623463385874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-12807317892348813732012-08-02T18:24:24.378-07:002012-08-02T18:24:24.378-07:00Be the best mommy you can be--and be true to yours...Be the best mommy you can be--and be true to yourself. I was lamenting to my twelve-year-old one day about how I wish I had been the kind of preschool mom that actually played with her kids. She responded by saying, "You're not that kind of mom. You're the kind of mom who likes to talk and tell stories." It made me feel better that she appreciated me for who I was and not what I thought I should be. And your babies will too. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-87749067191759101262012-08-02T16:07:27.996-07:002012-08-02T16:07:27.996-07:00You sound just like me :P I grew up babysitting a ...You sound just like me :P I grew up babysitting a horde of nephews. Several traumatizing years later, I knew, without a shred of doubt, that I never wanted kids. I didn't have the patience for them, and I just wasn't 'motherly.' And then I got pregnant, and I was terrified I would fail, but somehow, when she was born, I found patience and happiness (and a little guilt that I hadn't felt that happiness sooner). It's sort of repeating now with this next baby, even though I know it'll pass.<br /><br />But thanks for this post :) Definitely something I'll need to read a lot over the next year haha.Lori M. Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04858438789496971734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627214116764692432.post-4772582064040796532012-08-02T13:19:24.742-07:002012-08-02T13:19:24.742-07:00Yeah. It's....BAD.
I could have written this...Yeah. It's....BAD. <br /><br />I could have written this post, as you probably know. I'm a terrible housekeeper, and I hate cooking. I don't like children. Somehow, I have a lot of patience with and love for mine.<br /><br />But I really don't do well being with them for very extended periods of time.<br /><br />One Saturday, my husband gave me the morning to sit alone in my office to write. Four solid hours between wakeup and lunchtime. When I extracted myself from the cuddle with my four year old to go upstairs to write, he cried. Literally. Cried. "Why do you have to go away?"<br /><br />It killed me, but I had an answer. "For my sanity. And both of us will be happier for it."<br /><br />You're doing AN AWESOME JOB. Your babies will remember that their mother respected herself and her needs enough to keep pursuing her dream and working hard at it. And that's more important than goldfish-free carseats ANY DAY.Leigh Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15827971896088856057noreply@blogger.com