As a mother you are always the ass!
"You get back so much," mothers say with a sigh. Somehow that's true, but I do not notice much of that in about 363 days of the year. Unless we speak of paper waste, cheeky comments, unlimited non-existent willingness to cooperate or unfiltered criticism. Gratitude? None. For example, if I cook something for everyone? and no one finds even a little good, which I have produced in loving devotion on the stove. Or if the laundry is only carelessly thrown on the floor instead of doing it in the washing machine or at least turning it to the right. Or if I feel for the 1000th time a day the dirt of all the other, who just live there with me and call family, look, wipe or sweep.
The job as a mother requires a high degree of patience and dedication. He is bad (well, not at all) paid and really demanding. For 24 hours. As a mother you are really always the ass. Everyone who has a child knows that. Sometimes you just want to hit your head on the tabletop several times in a row and yell "What am I doing here? !!!" And sometimes, sometimes the little ones are so adorable that you forget your troubles, kiss you and say good things. Yes, sometimes they even thank you. But that happens only rarely.
Why always be over correct?
Irrespective of the fact that one is usually criticized not only by the children, but also by husbands, educators, teachers, other mothers, their own parents, strangers on the street, and so on and so forth. The list is endless. The other day, I talked to my friend Laura about this subject and at the end of the conversation just groaned: "How to do it, you do it wrong!" However, then came me a flash of thought that distracted me from the whole blaring. If I almost never do something right anyway, then that offers me endless freedom. Why always be over correct? Why not just do what I want? And not what everyone else might like. I love my kids too, if they behave like antisocial? why should that be the other way around?
So I cooked a spicy sauce for the rice with lots of vegetables that I like so much and no one else. Anschießend I vehemently forbade television consumption, condemned the children masterfully for proper tidying and then let them clear out the dishwasher and hang up the laundry, of course, without even saying "thank you". I was surprised? My little daughter just said "Too bad we can not watch TV today, can I try what's on your plate?". Then: "That tastes very good, Mama." I could hardly believe it, but then followed: "Thank you for cooking for us!" No word that after this test of my curry first drank half a liter of water on ex. The little girl pushed after that she also preferred to eat my food with butter instead of bread. And ate almost a whole plate empty.
Personal house slave of others? No thanks!
When my husband came home, I said hello, gave him the children and went to the pub with a friend. He also just wished "Have fun". Obviously my revolutionary vibes arrived. I had a very nice evening with good conversations about louder things than kids and about five beers. The next morning I had a free and headache. I asked without a question mark, I ordered, as it were? if my godfather could bring the children to the day care center. Again there was no objection, again I was surprised. And put me down again. I simply left the laundry lying unsorted in front of the machine. It was just me, anyway. Could later do my husband, when I went to the sports evening.
The next afternoon when he announced that he was watching football with friends and then went for a beer and my children complained a little at dinner about the spaghetti with scampi that I had cooked for myself, I was almost relieved. Then I decided to put in at least two more days next week, when I did not have to feel like the other family member's personal house slave. Or just drive away for three days alone and turn off the phone. Or at least once more often in the evening to visit bars and bring my husband to the offspring to bed, cook and educate. After all, as a mother you are not always the fuck. At least not if you give this role beautiful.
