Monster Mommy Moment – Chantelle Style

Today, I am so excited because I have a new friend here…Chantelle from Mom Went Crazy, is sharing a Monster Mommy Moment with us!
No idea what a Monster Mommy Moment is? You can read all about how my new weekly feature came to be here.

Chantelle and I chat a lot on Twitter, and she has a job I’ve always dreamed of…she’s a florist! She’s spends her days surrounded by flowers! Sigh. She cusses, she drinks beer…I swear that she’s the kind of friend I’d want for a neighbor!

So 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 Chantelle’s Monster Mommy Moment!

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I’m incredibly ashamed to be here sharing my Monster Mommy Moment, but also weirdly proud that I’ve got a moment so monsterly that Natalie agreed to let me invade her blog.

My husband, Mike, and I don’t get out much. When we do go out it’s usually a family affair to visit our friends. Luckily, most of our friends have children so the kids all entertain each other. Let me say that again: the kids entertain each other. Once we walk in the door the kids run to greet each other and go off to play. Mom is free!

That night the girls were playing upstairs in one of the bedrooms. After a while, our friend’s daughter, five year old Madison, got bored of playing with Emma and came downstairs to color instead. My three year old daughter, Emma, is at that great age in childhood where you can put her in a room to play with toys and know that she’s not going to choke to death on a Barbie shoe.

From upstairs I heard,

“Moooooommy.”

“What?”

“Come here.”

“What do you want?”

“I want you to come here.”

“No! You come downstairs. I’m visiting with my friends.”

Silence.

She probably just wants me to play with her, I thought. No Way. I spend all day every day doing that. This is my time. If she wants to play she can come downstairs.

A few beers and a few laughs later Emma sauntered down the stairs in bare feet and some of Madison’s pretend high heels. She joined the Madison at the coloring table. The two talked, laughed and played nicely together while the parents had a lot of uninterrupted kid-free time.
At half past bed-time, we started to round up the kids to go home.

“Emma, where are your socks?”

“In Madison’s room.”

Madison offered to get the socks. She came down the stairs moments later holding them gingerly between her thumb and finger.

“They’re wet,” she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

“What? They’re wet? Let me see them. Oh! They are wet.”

Like any good mom, I had to do the sniff test.

“They smell like pee. Emma, did you pee?”

“I peed in Madison’s room.”

“You did?”

My friend’s face changed from happy to horror in about two milliseconds.

My face changed from curious to embarrassed in even less time.

I felt the back of Emma’s pants. They were dry.

We all trudged upstairs. There was nothing on the floor. No puddle, no smell, no sign of any pee.

“Where did you go pee, Emma?”

“Right here on the floor.”

“Why aren’t your pants wet? The floor is dry. Are you sure you peed here?”

“I pulled my pants down. I cleaned it up with my socks.”

“Emma! Why did you do that? You know to use the bathroom.”

Emma looked at me and whispered, “I don’t know where the bathroom is. I yelled for you but you didn’t come to show me.”

Ugh.

I’ve never felt so selfish in my life. I couldn’t get off the couch to find out what my daughter wanted. I hadn’t taken the time to show her where the bathroom was. She had to clean up her pee with socks and I got what I deserved: public humiliation with a side of intense mommy guilt.

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Chantelle, we’ve all done something similar…paying more attention to others than to our children, only to find out that our children really needed us and weren’t “bugging” us.

And now you all see why I I’m a fan of Chantelle’s. She’s honest, and not afraid to share thoughts and feelings that many of us experience, but are too embarrassed/ashamed to admit. She’s not afraid to put herself out there in a less-than-perfect light – and that’s why I am so glad that she has shared one of her Monster Mommy Moments with us.

Thank you Chantelle, for reminding us that we are all sharing the same experiences and that we’re all in this together and that we can learn from each other’s mistakes experiences.

Now go swing by  Mom Went Crazy and say hello to Chantelle, and if you’re new there make sure to tell her that I sent you. I know you’ll really enjoy her blog!

Comments

  1. Oh no!!! No fun night ever goes unpunished! We’ve all had PLENTY of those moments!!! Great job Chantelle!

  2. Ooooh man, can totally relate – FINALLY a moment of adult-chat-time and I’ve got no patience for a little person hollering my name. Granted, my kid won’t pee on the potty. Because she doesn’t want me to have any joy.

    Great post and story – thanks for sharing it!

  3. Oh, that breaks my heart a little. She took her pants down even. Awwww. And you know what, I would have done the exact same thing as you. I always tell my kids “just hang on.” or “no you don’t need me….” I guess sometimes they really DO.

  4. I probably would have stayed on the couch too when one of my kids called. Live and learn I guess. Thanks for sharing your story.

  5. Awww this is so funny. We’ve all been there! And don’t feel too bad… Madison, I’m guessing, knows where the bathroom is in her own house? Maybe? …is that bad to blame the other child? I’m having my own Mommy Monster Moment in this comment!

    Note to self: Make sure my children are aware of all toilets in our house.

    • Ericka,
      I too wondered why the other little girl didn’t say anything. Especially the way kids are so eager to tell on each other or be the boss of another.

    • That was part of the story, Madison had come downstairs already and Emma played in the room by herself for about 20 minutes. No, Madison is fierce about the rules!! She’s 5 going on 30

  6. Oh Chantelle, this is why I love you.
    Awesome.
    I hope this was a friend who could laugh this off.

  7. holy crap. And, um, at least it wasn’t crap!

  8. Someone close to me is 10 years older than a sibling. When this person was 16, this person’s little brother was 6 – they went to KMart. The brother wanted to go to the toy aisle and my friend wanted to shop for something else.

    The instruction was clear “do not leave the toy aisle, I’ll be back soon.” The little brother did so. A few minutes turned into a few more minutes after an issue in a fitting room…the brother had to pee, but had his instructions.

    My friend returned to my friend’s brother standing in a pile of his own pee. He followed instructions well. My friend is still mortified at the incident (20 years later).

  9. When you have kids, it’s no longer Murphy’s Law, it’s Mommy’s law. Happens to all of us at some point. (LoL)

  10. She was so careful to clean up. What wonderful idea! I bet she was frustrated when she couldn’t find the bathroom.

    • She still brings it up! Like “mommy, I won’t pee on the floor at my friend’s house anymore!!” Makes me feel so guilty! Cute little buggers

  11. I think we’ve all been guilty of this in one way or another. Easier said than done….”aaaah forget about it”.

    Thanks for sharing.

  12. Hahahaha… OMG – That was horrifically fantastic. I love your shame, sorry.
    I’ll keep that in mind next time I ignore my kids. LOL

  13. Aww, I feel so bad for her…and you. That’s one of those moments when I would have to ask why she didn’t come to me and ask instead of peeing on the floor though. But I will always think twice now about not going when my daughter calls.

    Thanks for sharing!

    • I know. I felt like saying ‘what the heck? why didn’t you come ASK me??” And the bathroom is literally across the hall, which makes it even stupider. Oh well. She’s only three.

  14. I have definitely had a moment like that but luckily it was in my own house. I can definitely see it happening to anyone!

  15. Aww! That tugs at the heartstrings. She sure is a smart girl to figure out how to clean up her mess!

  16. That is hilarious!!! I can’t count the number of times that I’ve ignored my kids calling for me like that and had it been really bad. LOL

  17. Like mommakiss said: it could’ve been worse.

    Forgive yourself, honey, we are only human.

  18. Oh, that’s a good one! I totally feel for you. That really would be so embarrassing but I think we all go through something like that at some point.

  19. This is hilarious. I’m so sorry that it happened but glad you shared it with us. It’s nice to know we’re all in this together.

  20. At least it was a good friend and not someone you had just met (I hope)! I predict she will be bringing this up on regular basis for the next 20 years, especially when she gets how guilty it makes you feel!!!

  21. That whole blaming thing you did there, I totally didn’t do it until you said you felt bad….does that make me an even bigger monster? I think this is one of those laugh about it later moments!

  22. Awww. Poor thing! That stinks. We have moments like this though. We desreve a break sometimes, but it seems like there’s never a happy medium.

    Natalie-I love the new blog deisgn!!

  23. Ugh! I probably would have done the same thing. Next time, you’ll go to her. Live and learn, right? That’s what motherhood is all about.