I am Ginger of Gingersnapspice, Haiku! Gesundheit, and Biblioblog and I totally belong here. If one didn't already know that, one would only have to listen to the cries of my two sons: "You're a MEAN mommy! Mean! Mean!" which, in most cases elicits a look of burning fire (you haven't even seen mean yet!) from me. Occasionally, I can ignore it. Today, the mix went from my oldest son saying I was mean to my youngest son fervently agreeing, to my oldest son crying and saying "Nice mommy. Mommy's nice! You're mean!" Sigh.
Now, if parenting weren't guilt-ridden enough, try adding a dash of autism to the mix to really lay the guilt on thick. My oldest son has Aspergers Syndrome and my youngest is 3. The age 3 is really almost comparable. I have been a stay-at-homer for the past 6 years, with my two sons, but as of Friday, I return to the world of graduate school. I'm beginning an MFA in writing for children and I'm LEAVING FOR 10 DAYS OF WRITING RESIDENCY! Did I mention guilt?Hmmmm....
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If you're worst mama ever, then congratulations! You must be doing something very right, and I'm relieved to give up my reign. After many years of terror, I must be no higher than 2nd now!
@grandmoo: You and Momo will have to fight it out. When told about this blog, she (also blogless) claimed the title, "Queen of Worst Mothers Ever." You know where she lives - have at it! The rest of us will happily mediate from the sidelines with wine & snacks. Don't ask us what the children will be doing - we'll defend our own titles by claiming not to know or care.
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