Okay, so here is my randomness from last Thursday. Driving to work that morning I had the random thought that “I don’t want to be a MILF.” If you don’t know what that is, don’t worry about it, it’s really not that important, the gist is a “hot mom.”
First of all let’s get things straight, I would not currently consider myself anything NEAR a MILF. I got married, got comfortable, now I have a kid (and one more on the way) and I do not have the High School teenage body that once was. I don’t know that I would want that body back either. Don’t get me wrong, after the next kid comes, the weight needs to go! I am uncomfortable in the “fat suit” I have created for myself over the last long years. I have enjoyed every cookie, every cupcake, every slice of pizza along the way and I am good with that. I will never be the person that counts calories and works out more than I eat, that’s not me and I like food. I have come to realize over the last couple years that I like GOOD food though. I like REAL food. So, our household will be making a few changes away from the freezer section and (hopefully) we will take better advantage of what farmland still surrounds our area!
But I digress… I still don’t want to be a MILF. I don’t want to be the mom the other kids “like.” I want to be the one they respect. Or simply fear. Fear can be good (evil smile)…
I don’t want to know who little Suzie is dating. I don’t need to know that Joey is the cutest boy in school. I want to know where my kid is and who she is with. AT ALL TIMES. I have always said that when it comes to parenting my kids will “fear and respect me… In that order.” Sure, I generally say that with a smile, but no matter how my little girls smile melts my heart, it will never stop me from knowing everything I can about my kid. I will be the parent that monitors the computer and internet. I will know what my kids watch on t.v. I will know what books they are reading, how they are doing in school and what they do when they are not in school. My kids won’t have unlimited talk and/or text. They will be lucky if they get an emergency cell phone. I may not “hot sauce” my kid to discipline them but I strongly believe in time-outs, spanking and on occasion a pinch. You don’t like the way I discipline? Get over it. I don’t come to your house and tell you how to do things. People now are so worried about how to keep their kids safe but don’t teach their children manners or respect. Either way, I want to be the mom that kids know means business. I want them to know I don’t put up with nonsense and I have little patience when it comes to disrespect.
Will I bake cookies? Sure! Will the door be open when kids need someone, a grown-up, to be there for them? Absolutely! Kids will make plenty of friends in their lifetime, they will learn many lessons from other children’s parents and from their own, but I will not be their “friend” and I certainly don’t need kids getting the wrong idea about a parent, especially a mom, just because of the way I may look.
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