Sometimes I am going to make jokes about moms with type-A personalities and if you are one, I just want you to know that when I do, it is simply that, a joke!
Please understand that I am not judging you critically and I don't dislike you. Exactly the opposite, in fact! I am in awe of you, so please see my jokes as a roast, not an insult. Some of my very favorite people have this type of personality and it is a great compliment to my own. (Though my type-A friends may not agree with that statement. They might wish I would pick my kid up from a play date on time.) I use the term type-A loosely here because the technical meaning of it, as Google has informed me, is not quite what most people seem to think it is. I discovered that there are B,C, and D personalities that we never hear much about, but I think my personality is best described as type-LMNOP. You know, that part of the alphabet that kids run all together and get jumbled up so much that you don't know where one letter ends and another begins? That's mine. I consider type-A, as I think most do, to be the opposite of that.
And here’s a secret:
Some days my so-so mommying devolves into complete and utter chaos, and I yearn to be you.
I wish I felt ‘energized for the day’ by getting up at five a.m. and exercising before the kids wake up.
I wish I were incapable of falling asleep at night until all the dishes were done, the counters were clean, and the toys were put away, even if I was up past midnight getting it done.
I wish I remembered to take care of every little detail from picture forms and permission slips, to birthday parties and extra clothes. Or even just coats; I’d really like to go somewhere and have everyone in a coat –just once!
I wish I could not bear to leave a spill on the floor and would have to clean them all up right away.
I wish I got ready to go somewhere early enough to have time for those spills.
I wish I enjoyed baking enough to create cool treats for parties and that they turned out looking as pretty as the picture on Pinterest.
I wish it came naturally to me to automatically, neatly organize all the food in my pantry and refrigerator every time I put groceries away.
Luckily, I always remember that if I were all those things, a lot of the qualities I am proud to possess and I believe are good for my kids, would be replaced by those traits. For instance, I would not be able to leave a jacket on the floor until the end of time waiting for my kid who was told to put it away to do so. I was not made to be a type-A person. I am not magically going to become one because I want to. I know rejecting the way I was made is futile. I have to trust that God gave me the qualities I need to be the kind of mom my kids need. My evidence for this conclusion is that I am quite sure I have at least one kid that would not live to see adulthood if he had a type-A mother!
I hope we can all laugh at our flaws a little and not take this whole mom thing so seriously. I will make jokes about you; I will make jokes about myself. And we can all still get along if no one chooses to be offended!
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I am the mother of seven children ranging from teens to a toddler, living out in the middle of nowhere, USA. I aim to hone the craft of giving advice without pretending to have this whole mom thing figured out. I am Christian, but not the really nice kind that is good at it. I am also conservative, but I promise not to be in your face with political agendas very often. I like to infuse humor into my writing, so don't freak out if you are offended or appalled by what you read here. There is a very fine line between serious advice and sarcastic hyperbole.