I’m obviously not doing very well with sticking to my time-table of Monday postings. What can I say? I’ve never been one to be on time!
Soo0…here is this week’s “Bad Mom” story which was actually given to me as a comment on #3: Bad Mom Says “Suck It Up!” from one of my fellow blogger friends. It’s funny, and in case you missed it, I thought you might enjoy it. :)
OK, here’s one that might as well make it to print. I’m sure I have plenty of recent Bad Mom stories, but my daughters would be the best source for those. And I’m not going to give you their contact info for that very reason. :)
Several years, when my youngest was about 8 or 9 and played recreational soccer, we got one of those soccer goals for our yard…I think they call them “rebounders” since the harder you kick the ball into it, the harder it rebounds back to you.
At the time, my daughter played goalkeeper, so we were helping her work on her defensive skills. (Guess where this is going.) So I kicked the ball pretty hard to her, probably harder than any of her teammates could ever kick. Not saying I’m that strong or athletic, but apparently I had some pent-up frustrations for some odd reason.
Well, the ball hit her in the arm. At first, I thought she was laughing, and I may have even laughed with her as I uttered something really un-motherly, like “my bad.”
Except she wasn’t laughing.
Within 30 seconds, the tears were flowing and she was wailing in the front yard, grabbing her arm. Since this daughter isn’t my overly dramatic one, I immediately took her to the ER.
As you can probably guess, I had broken her arm. And as you can probably guess, every doctor and nurse that approached us asked her what happened to her arm, and she responded quickly with “My mom kicked the ball to me playing soccer in the front yard.”
She forgave me, but that didn’t stop her from telling the world about it. And 5 years later, she still talks about it to all who will listen. Just call me Mother Of The Year. Jlee says: I just love this story (not that she broke her arm), but the fact that she will never let you live this down. Afterall, that’s what daughters are for! Thanks for sharing!!
Keep the Bad Mom stories coming!! Email me YOUR bad mom moment at firstname.lastname@example.org.