I’ve been wanting to separate my writing from my family blog for awhile now. I’m pretty sure the grandparents don’t give a hoot about why we rear-face (although they should) and would rather see more pictures of their precious grandsons but I was finding that I would write less and less as it was. I thought maybe making the jump to wordpress while I was on maternity leave would afford me a little extra time to get things up and running around here. Right! Um, I had a newborn. and toddler twins. What was I thinking?
I’m doing it anyways. However long it takes to get this space exactly how I want it may take longer than I thought, but it’s my new place to write, so that’s that.
So…why The Slacker Mom?
Well, because Yogi Dad nixed Half-Ass Mom. Which is kind of what I consider myself.
I’ve never, ever had to do it alone for more than a day or two at a time. Not since the boys were about 4 months old anyways.
You see, about a month after I went back to work the first time, we got a nanny. She’s here 4 days a week while I sleep. She goes to doctors appointments and helps me at the Children’s Museum. She takes them to the park and walks them up to the store to pick out snacks with their “allowance”. She wrangles them better on her own than I ever could. If I have to get them into or out of the car on my own it’s the only thing I’m thinking about as I drive- the logistics give me nightmares.
I may be a delayed vaxer and a breastfeeder and a cloth diaperer and a rear-facer and a sometimes baby-wearer and a co-sleeper and a homemade babyfood maker not to mention a couponista who can cut down the grocery budget in a flash…but I kind of fail at the actual “Mom” stuff. Until I was on maternity leave they would run to any number of people before they would come to me. It was pretty sad really.
So I’m trying to figure this out here, two years into it. How do I get three kids into the car on my own. How do I wrangle them in public on my own. How do I fit in time to upload pictures (or print them out and mail them to relatives) so people will get off my ass about never seeing pictures of my kids. How do I make a trip to Target and use the big scary cart…on my own? Actually, I don’t ever have to take them to Target with me and am thankful for that, so the big scary cart thing might never happen. You get the idea.
Oh, and I had no idea there was a set of books (The Slacker Mom and the Slacker Wife) when I chose this domain. Seriously, I should do a little research before I go domain shopping, or something.
So what do you think? Am I a Slacker Mom? I’m certainly not a Super mom and I don’t strive to be. The reasons we do the things we do are out of necessity most of the time. Where do you fall on the Mom spectrum?
*I should probably say that Yogi Dad does not fall into the Slacker category at all. He works all day and is 100% Dad when he gets home. He’s awesome. Another reason I’ve been able to get this far without accidentally leaving one behind.