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I'm just not Supermom anymore....

I think I’m just worn out with blogging. I’ve been around a long time and I think I have given all the advice that I know. You firs...

Topless Thursday #TT

Folly Beach 2017
Folly Beach, South Caroline Vacation 2017

This is not an actual "topless" picture and I wasn't topless while I took this picture.  I just wanted to get away from the norm of "Wordless Wednesday" and turn it into something more fun.  Know what I mean?

My mind went to "topicless" immediately.  Then my pervy mind went right to "topless".

Then "Topless Thursday" was born.

You're welcome.

Today was a sad day. I realized that my kids don’t think of me.

I kind of figured that was the case but I was in denial.

I did give birth to them and nurse them from my breast.  Yanno, that kind of thinking.

Then this morning….

I woke up, went to make coffee as they are already bickering in the living room.

Then I see it!  Like a huge RED flashing light.

I about fell to my knees and cried out “why don’t you love me?”.

They wouldn’t have heard me over their bickering anyway.

So, I sadly put the EMPTY milk jug in the recycles.

This just proved that NO one listened when I gave the “Save Mommy Enough Milk For Her Morning Coffee Speech”!!

Like I didn’t know this but I had hope.

Sniff sniff.

No one ever listens to Mommy.

Look at how sad my coffee cup looks all empty???  Tragic.

Empty coffee cup.

The Great Debate - Who loves the other more or the most?

It’s the usual night time ritual with parents and kids.  After the bedtime story has been read, and covers are tugged up, right down to their sleepy smile.  You know it’s about to be on!

I love you.

I love you more.

I love you most.

Nope, not possible.  I love you the most.

I love you a million times more.

Kid!  You ain’t gonna win this debate.  Trust me.  We gave you life.  Even though we used to wipe your butt for you, WE still love you the most.

One night I was in bed as my youngest was hollering her “I love yous” to me.  I was a genius, I tell you and got her good.

Kid - I love you.

Mom - I love you more.

Kid - I love you most.

Mom - You probably do.

Bwah ha ha ha.  Score one or five for MOM.

Some days it may feel as if the kids do love us the most but deep down we will always love them more.  It’s just the way it is.  No matter how they may irritate the crap out of us, we will continue to adore them.

Just don’t spill my wine...

Eating Crackers in the Bed - I am a shitty parent and you might be too.

Recently I recovered from a cold that had me in bed for a few days and nights, just sleeping.  Earaches, sore throat, and headache and just generally feeling yucky.  It wasn’t how I had expected to spend my weekend for sure.

Sadly, or maybe not, when I don’t feel good it prompts me to make changes.  I started thinking about the blog and should I change the name.  Changing my name on Twitter and Instagram as I try to move away from the glitter that once was Supermom.

Know what I mean?

I tried to leave the blogging world but I listened to my peeps.  They wouldn’t LEAVE me alone.

Then I got the best email from a PR company I had recently worked with saying, "You have more to say than you think. Keep posting. All of life is funny, strange and wonderful! :)".

So my friends didn’t want me to leave.  I didn’t want to continue to be Supermom.  I wanted to be myself.  I want you to know that it’s okay if you are a shitty parent.  You probably aren’t but I know I think I am a shit parent at least three times a day.  Possibly four or five times if I’ve been drinking.

The new blog, which isn’t named yet, will be all about me, raw, just the truth with some sarcasm.  I may cuss and I may not.  Ha ha.  No, there will be cussing.  Telling you there wouldn’t be would be misleading and remember the “RAW” Michelle is all about keeping it real.

A place for all the bad parents to unite in one place!  At a place to be named at a later date.

It’s okay to have an off day and not even look at Pinterest for a week or even a month.  It’s okay to not feed them a hot dinner!!  It’s okay to let them not brush their teeth before bed.  It’s okay if they are dirty and don’t want to take a bath.  I promise they aren’t going to end up in therapy, well, I don’t know if I can promise that, I just know it won’t be because I didn’t try to be the best mom they’ve ever had.

Give a gal a break, I just had this brilliant idea over the weekend.

What would you like to see on the new blog?  Comment below and let me know.

I should be in the CIA. Maybe they have a parenting division?

Kids just gross me out.  Totally.  It's always about poop, farting, burping, and boogers.

It's making me crazy.  Like want to drop the "F" bomb crazy.

The other day I found a booger wiped on the arm of the couch while cleaning house.  WTF!?!?!

Were they raised by wolves??  Do they know how to walk to the bathroom and get some tissue?


Come on.  I know we all pick our nose occasionally and if you say you don't then you are totally lying.

So I thought about how to handle the situation.

At bedtime I told the girls I was collecting their toothbrushes and booger to send off for DNA testing to see who the BOOGER belonged to since no one would take blame.

I knew it was Ninja.  It says "totally lazy Ninja" all over it but she wouldn't admit it.

It seems like this happened with my son too, wiping a booger on the wall in his bedroom, and it was brought up on LIVE TV about 8 years ago.  You'd think my kids were learn.

I will talk about them.  I will tell all their dirty habits.