Thursday, June 4, 2009


This is my 1,000th post.



Let's celebrate with a GOOD Mom Confession, shall we? This one goes back to the days I was still fertile, but just roll with it.

Even though it was obvious I was sexually "experienced", I was STILL embarrassed about purchasing contraceptives during check-out at Hell-Mart with my four wildebeest children in tow.
I don't know what the cashier thought when she came across the box of condoms hidden between the Frosted Flakes and Lucky Charms. But since my oldest child was climbing into and out of the cart, her brothers were attached to each of my legs, and the infant was clawing and grasping at my head, I think it was something along the lines of:
"Lady, you've started protecting yourself WAAAYYYY too late."


Blessed said...

Oh, I have so had those moments! I think once we had #4 I became way oversensitive to how I imagine other people perceive us in public, resulting in a) me limiting when and where I take the kids with me on errands, and b) me being really quick to jump on them for the slightest infraction (while trying not to let any bystanders know I am threatening them with bodily harm). Actually, the kids generally do really well, and are good kids. But they all have their gleefully wicked moments, which I have consciously avoided happening while in the drugstore line picking up birth control! forget that, I 'm running that errand after they are in bed! ; )