Hey Debs,
It's me. Ol' Punching Bag Patty. Just decided to drop you a line and let you know I think you're a real dirt bag with some major mental issues.
You hurt my feelings a lot. You think you're doing my a world of good forcasting my future... but really it kinda makes me hate being around you. To lay it all out there for ya, I don't want to hear about how fat and lazy your husband has gotten and how the magic is gone and how you think you can do better. I especially don't want to hear that as a follow-up comment to a story about a nice date I had with Ken. Why do you do that? Are you hinting you're into Kenner? Like I'm supposed to say, "Here! Take my husband! He's amazing! I don't need him!" Or.... Maybe you say that and I am supposed to feel bad for you? Since I have a pulse, I probably would feel bad for you if you didn't always end with Just you wait. What are you hoping I wait for? My marriage to go belly up? My love to die out? Some friend! Sheesh!
You do it all the time.
And hey. Don't act like you don't.
And lay off Kole will you?
I know you've been a mom way longer than me... but that's no way to measure up. In fact, I don't think there is a way to measure up mom to mom. Different things work for different kids. So, when we hit a milestone (much later than your cherub hit his as you've assured me time and time and TIME again) do your best to smile, nod, and shut (the stinking door) up. I don't want to hear that it won't last or he'll regress or Kole is going to hate me for doing this or that or I'm about to be so sleep deprived or welcome to the terrible twos or what happened to you was so awful and you hate your kids and they hate you and that's life. It's full of raining nails and mean dogs so just get used to it.
When you're around... yeah!... It feels like the end of the world. Gloom and Doom is all I get from you, DD. It's exhausting. It's depressing. And I've had enough.
I think we should see other people.
You should probably start with a therapist.
P.S. Just because you smile when you say something... doesn't mean it's nice.
P.P.S. I like my hair just the way it is. So there.
10 comments:
no one wants to say anything...because it might be that you're talkin to me...yikes
Everyone can be a Debbie downer sometimes. It's not for you mom. It's for the downer population in general not one individual.
Sounds like DD is jealous.
I'll admit I've been a DD before and I'm sure I'll be again sometime. You're post was a good reminder to not compare my life to others.
Dude, the things people say to you... I just don't get it. Doesn't anyone have a filter anymore???
Oh YUCK! I have had this experience and it's exhausting! I have answered my "friend's" comments by asking "Now what made you say that?" You ask that enough times they will eventually realize they are saying the wrong thing.
Blessings, Joanne
EEk! Life is too short to allow people in my life that are like that. I know life isn't all daisies and lollipops but I make sure that if someone is bringing me down out they go. There's no point - I have enough to think/enjoy/worry about without a couple of DDs in my life.
Hang in there. You're a good Mom and Kole and his lil' sibling will prove that statement as fact time and again. No worries. :D
Seriously, I have been around people like this before (when it's chronic) and it's exhausting. Nothing you can say will change their mind about how life is. Here's to appreciating what we have!
And I couldn't agree more, you can't compare one mom to another. Hopefully we are all doing the best we can. I needed that reminder!
PS. I nominated you for a Kreativ Blogger award. http://andyandmeliss.blogspot.com/2012/06/kreativ-blogger-award.html
Joanne's comment!!!! "Now what made you say that?" Genius! I am totally implementing that into my life stat.
PPPS - Yeah, so up your nose with a rubber hose.
I'm probably a DD!! lol You're such a positive mom!! I feel like there's still hope in life when I read your blog:)
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