I have a confession to make: I am a terrible mother. I forget all of the important things, like birth weight, age (in months), diaper bags, sippy cups, and lunch. And you’ve seen Alden’s hair. I remind myself that it isn’t just that I am being neglectful of my children – I also have similar mental slip-ups with myself, taxes, flea medicine for the cats. It’s just my lot in life. Those of you who don’t know me very well might suppose that I’ve done a lot of smoking of the whacky weed, but those of you who know me very well might just have to suppose that it was my mother who did all of the smoking of the whacky weed while I was in utero. Because I’ve always been like this. (Apologies to Seiko, whose whacky weed use is undocumented).
In order to keep things on track, I made a daily checklist for myself, which I stuck on the fridge:
Being able to fill in little boxes with my orange pen is so gratifying that I only occasionally miss items on the list.
Usually the “clearing off” of things is the last thing to happen, and sometimes goes by the wayside, but ah well… technically, no one is going to suffer too much over those. I’m just hoping when Social Services eventually comes to take my children away from me, I can point to the checklist and say, “But look! I gave them their vitamins today! How bad can I be?”
It’s really all about covering my tracks.
I need to add doing something just for fun to my list.
Jessica –
I only have that one on Saturdays. I generally check it off, because saying that I draw for a living ISN’T fun is kind of a dick move.
From the looks of the two of you, I’d say Matthew might be more (genetically) responsible for Alden’s hair.
I might steal your idea of posting a list. Not that I think it would make me more efficient, but at least it would make me look like I was trying.