Today is a very special day at Mommy Monologues! I have my very first guest blogger! Ericka from Alabaster Cow decided to grace my blog pages with her devine talent of writing skills. Why Narcissism at Her Finest you might say? One time Ericka wrote on a blog post of mine titled Tell Me About You that she believed there were too many women out there who pretend they aren’t great and how she is not one of those women–I find this refreshing! Her dad also wrote a great post on her blog titled Is Narcissism Hereditary? (she comes by her writing talent naturally too.)
Today Ericka taught me that I am not the only one who has gone off the deep end of crazy since having a child….ENJOY!
as you know, wolverine has been sick which has agitated my worry meter. and now youâ€™re wondering why the crazy lady is worrying about a kid she doesnâ€™t even own, er, gave birth to. because Iâ€™m a mom and Iâ€™m a bundle of irrational. thatâ€™s why.
after reading kateâ€™s blog posts and breaking into a proverbial sweat knowing thereâ€™s a child somewhere in this world who has been struck with a virus, i decided to take inventory of the mommy crazy that has permeated my very being. this is what I came up with:
1. every person on tv is my daughter. i was watching an episode of hoarders that featured an elderly woman who couldnâ€™t stop collecting crap and eventually became a prisoner in her own home and broke her hip when trying to wade through her collection of burger wrappers and dead cat carcasses. all I could think was â€œoh my god. what if ava becomes a crazy old lady who has to wear diapers because she canâ€™t find her toilet and breaks her hip and almost dies in a pile of dead felines???â€ and then i cried a little.
speaking of crying: i cry now. you have to understand I am NOT a crier. i think my dadâ€™s only seen me cry twice in my twenty-five years of living and my mom, three times. now iâ€™m a blubbery sack of jello. the other night i was taking a bath (and yes, my loving husband watched the monkey so i could soak in peaceâ€¦for five minutes) and i was reading alicia silverstoneâ€™s the kind diet. i came to a part where sheâ€™s talking about animals wanting the chance to live a happy life like we do and I COULD. NOT. STOP. CRYING. i make myself sick.
2. everyone is a threat. i mean everyone. the mailman wants to steal my baby. the sweet grandmother and her precocious three-year-old granddaughter, they definitely want to steal my baby. itâ€™s kind of gotten to the point where Iâ€™m wondering if they make carriers that support five-year-olds because Iâ€™m not sure I want ava to ever walk in public. people want my baby. can you blame them?
I hope you enjoy her work today & that you stop by her ever growing blog! You will more than likely leave there with a ton of creative envy, whoops, I mean awe…
alabaster cow says
thank you so much kate and i'm honored to be your first guest blogger!!
My Momma Drama says
great guest post! heading over to Alabaster Cow now 🙂
Hello! I'm Kate. says
Ericka, you're the best! Thank you!
My Momma Drama: Thanks for stoping by my blog, I'm a new follower over at your place! And you will love Ericka!
Too cute! I understand, sister! Being a mama makes you a little crazy!
It's possibly something in the whole hormone process!
And….sorry to tell you this but….it gets even worse as they get older!
I have all teens….
Be still my heart….
Picture frame? Bulleting/tack board?Can’t wait to see what you do with it!On a side note, which program are you using to add the “Shabby Nest” bnenar to your photos? I’m really not happy with PicMonkey, and I’m looking for alternatives.Thanks!!Lisa
I agree, being a momma does make you crazy!
Lauralee Moss says
Too funny! What a refreshing read.