Cuz I’m a woman

I just found this post in my drafts.  I’m not sure if it had been posted and it takes longer to check than to just post again.

Lately, I have had a song stuck in my head and it is ticking me off. It is the song, “I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan, and make you never forget you are a man. Cuz I’m a woman.” I don’t want to bring home the bacon and I don’t want to fry it and I wish my man would be a woman sometimes.

I’m too busy fixing breakfast while packing lunch while finding shoes while making sure the correct papers are in the backpack. Or trying to figure out what my two year old is screaming about. Or figuring out where a smell is coming from. Or wondering if when my husband comes home and says, “hey, baby…” if the urine, feces, or disinfectant cleaner scents are what are attracting him because it is not the orange smelling lotion I put on in the morning because citrus is supposed to help with depression because that smell left the minute I left my bathroom and found my kids had taken 15 eggs and 6 hard boiled eggs and hair gel and made a “soup” in the plastic slide in the back yard. And then when my 2 year old starts to scream because he wants to eat eggs, I can’t seem to make him understand that he destroyed all of them. And then making dinner while putting the dishes away so you can put more in the dishwasher while quizzing tomorrow’s spelling test all while having to go the bathroom. This is my day Cuz I’m a woman….
(And I choose to be a stay at home mom!)

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10 responses to “Cuz I’m a woman

  1. HILARIOUS!!! Maybe you should try 5 kids, a dog, 5 chickens, a broken house, no money and a looming divorce all while trying to explain to a teacher my son has been failing due to the drug addict that recently abandoned his family and to my daughter I can’t get her new shoes (since hers have no soles and giant holes) because I have no way to pay for them. All because I too am a woman. Thanks for the laugh.

  2. Tracy Purdy

    I hate to say this, but I’m afraid if you were a “working” mom, you’d still be doing all those things, you would just have 8 hours less time in a day to do it. Girl, this is why the good Lord in vented pop tarts!

    SERENITY NOW!

    • I remind myself I would have more to do if working but somehow actual respect from people would make up for some of that.

  3. This too shall pass. Time has a way of making them grow up. The plan is good like that.

    • I know and when it passes I will look back fondly. I think we are all slightly mentally deranged that way.

  4. christicorbett

    Oh wow have you gained a reader with this post! I so TOTALLY identify with everything you said here and I can hardly wait to read more 🙂

    Christi Corbett
    http://christicorbett.wordpress.com

  5. Taught my kids to cook. Best thing ever! I just have to drive them to school. And I can usually guilt one of them into feeding the littlest one who can’t cook yet! Just think– you too can do this in about 4 years!!

    • I have taught them where the crackers are and how to open the peanut butter and insert a spoon. Does this count?

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