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Today, I’m so excited to welcome Debi from The TRUTH About Motherhood! Debi is nicknamed “Truthful Mommy” because, like me, she can’t lie (when we try, you TOTALLY know we’re lying!). She’s a mommy to two beautiful little girls, and recently started writing over at SmartMomStyle.com. I love her honesty, the fact she doesn’t shy away from any topics, and her sarcasm. She’s my kind of girl!
Go grab a cup of coffee and a donut, ahem, I mean a low-fat muffin, or depending on the time of the day maybe some wine and chocolate, and sit back and enjoy the story!
Signed with Love and Chicken Scratch
Last Sunday was the day before my 4 year old had her pre-school Valentine’s Day party, but they don’t call them parties because her preschool teacher is the party Nazi. She doesn’t believe in them, not even on love day.
It also happened to be day 111 of all of us being sick. I am so sick and tired of being sick and tired. Of course, it all fell on shark week of the week that I started a brand new job. On top of that we had a particularly full weekend including the Daddy/Daughter Valentine’s Day Dance, especially since I am the room mother for my 6 year olds class. The only reason I am not for my 4 year olds class is because her teacher doesn’t want a room mother. NO parties for us or rather no parties that parents are invited to attend.
I spent the entire weekend, coordinating the Valentine’s Day party for my first graders class. Purchasing candy, making treat bags, calling parents helping my husband plan what he was going to do for our daughter’s for Valentine’s Day and all while I was having the world’s most aggressively debilitating sinus infection that seemed to be competing with my hormonal migraine to see which could make me cry first. I was up to my eyeballs in party planning and my mouth was writing checks that my ass couldn’t possibly cash. You’ve been here before, right?
Thanks to Pinterest, I had decided to make handmade Valentine’s Day cards for my daughters to hand out to their little friends. They were adorable, butterflies with sweet nothings written on them and a pink tootsie pop served as the butterfly’s body. I meticulously hand cut 41 butterflies out of card stock. I lovingly penned the sweet messages of preschool friendship and adoration on each card. Ending each with a Love, and then letting my girls sign their own names on each card. That was the plan.
Somewhere between drawing tiny hearts and writing a personalized message on each child’s card, the migraine overwhelmed me and I decided to finish the task the next day, Monday because Valentine’s Day was on Tuesday.
Sunday night, I completely forgot that my 4 year olds party was being held on Monday because she doesn’t go to preschool on Tuesday and her teacher also doesn’t believe in sending home reminder notes for anything. Monday morning, on the way out the door, my sweet 4 year old reminded me that she needed her Valentine’s Day cards for class. Her big doe eyes and exuberant ear-to-ear grin melted and broke my heart simultaneously.
I did the only thing I could do, since her sister had signed all the cards with her own signature. I grabbed the package of Skittles Valentine’s Day cards that my Mother-in-law had picked up for the girls (yes, the same one that Pinterest had two days earlier made me scoff at) and I filled them out vigorously at drop off.
Signed with love, in chicken scratch. My 4 year old did not care or notice. She happily took her store bought Skittles (her favorite candy) Valentine’s Day cards and handed them out with that same ear-to-ear grin and an ever so sweet Happy Valentine’s Day that had just melted and broken my own heart.
I drove home ugly crying behind my sunglasses, feeling like the world’s worst mom. She never knew. She never will. But next year, she is going to have the finest Valentine’s Day cards that Pinterest can provide.
Thanks for sharing, Debi! I am also sick and tired of being sick and tired, so I totally get where you were coming from. I don’t have a creative bone in my body, but tried to make some cute candies for Tater’s preschool class at Thanksgiving that I had to dump and go buy store bought stuff. So I feel your pain there, too.
There’s no manual out there for what we do, so sharing stories like this helps us all learn from each other.
Now head over to The TRUTH About Motherhood and say hello to Debi. If you are a Twitter addict, you can find @TruthfulMommy there too. And if you are a new follower, make sure to tell her that I sent you!
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