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Let me let you in on a secret. There are some days that I feel like a bad mom.

Earlier in the week I had one of those days. I picked up FW from daycare and knew it was going to be a hard night. His teacher mentioned that he hadn’t napped, didn’t eat much of his lunch, didn’t want to drink anything during the day, and he was cranky. Oh, and he was crying when I got there – which he never is.

So, instead of taking him to the playground after daycare as I was originally thinking we’d do, I popped him in the carseat and we headed home. Bad mom move number one. Good moms take their children to the swings on sunny days!

What good moms do (not what we did)

As soon as I got him in the car, he started crying. And then of course the second we pulled into our apartment parking lot, he passed out. Because he hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before (we were up with him from midnight until 2 a.m.) and because he hadn’t slept much at daycare, I decided to let him nap. Bad mom move number two. Good moms don’t let their kids nap after 5 p.m.!

After we got back to the apartment, I thought I’d let him play for a bit while I prepared dinner. That wasn’t happening – the second I put him down on the floor he cried. And I’m not talking about the little baby whimpering that goes on for a few minutes but then goes away when you distract them – no, I’m talking about the sobbing, head down on the floor type of crying that is typically inconsolable. So, I picked him up in one arm and attempted to chop of veggies with my right hand. Bad mom move number three. Good moms NEVER use a knife while carrying their baby. AND good moms don’t multitask with their baby; they give their children their undivided attention.

FW didn’t really stop crying and made the sign for hungry, so I attempted to put him in his high chair to feed him. He continued to cry, so I put on some music. Still cried, so I resorted to turning on Elmo’s Song video on YouTube. Bad mom move number four. Good moms don’t allow screen time, especially on children under two years old.

Bad mom’s savior

FW settled down for a little bit, so I attempted to continue to make dinner and feed him. I gave him some zucchini and sweet potato. He threw it on the floor immediately. I gave him some spinach muffin and cheese. That landed on the floor as well. Then, I tried some bread and peanut butter. He shook his head and pushed all the food on the floor, dramatically picking up the peanut butter bread and dropping it – of course it landed peanut butter side down. I tried and tired again, but eventually gave up and ended up giving him some jarred peaches and graham crackers. Bad mom move number five. Good moms feed their children balanced meals and give them whatever you’re eating. And of course you don’t give in – they’ll eat if they’re hungry!

You can guess where the night ended. After FW’s not-so-well-rounded meal, because B being out late buying paint for the house, I was in charge of putting FW to bed. Which of course ended up being late and past his bedtime (and meant he ultimately cried himself to sleep … because, well, bad mom, again). And then instead of spending the evening cleaning or making food for FW, I caught up on work emails and started packing up 1 box of kitchen stuff for the move.

I’m not a hoarder, but this is the embarrassing state of my apartment right now …

I know that he won’t remember days like this and that we’re doing the best we can, but sometimes it’s hard to be a good mom 100% of the time. Does anyone else feel this way?

It was a weekend of many firsts for FW. First time in a pool, first family softball game, first time seeing (and petting and sitting on!) a horse, and probably a few more that I’m missing.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. Here are some highlights from our weekend.

Friday night included some homemade pizza and an episode of Sneaky Pete before B went to work on the house. We haven’t had homemade pizza in FOREVER and it was so delicious. And it’s nice to have a homemade meal when I don’t have to cook (B’s the pizza chef).

Saturday was JAM PACKED. I started off the morning with my fastest run since my piriformis issue and got in 3.54 miles! With some stretching and foam rolling of course.

After that, we were on our way to B’s family’s bi-annual softball game. Every other year, the families get together for the Carney Games and play one another in softball.

I’m not the most athletic person, but I’m not awful at softball – I’m one of the worst players on the team, but I did make 2 hits and got a run in the 3 1/2 innings I played (I was only at bat twice).

Our team won! The score was something ridiculous like 20-7 …

After the game, we headed to B’s uncle’s house. He has a lot of land and a farm with cows, horses, and a pool.

FW loved being in the pool! It was his first time, and B and I got to hold him and glide him around in the water.

We enjoyed some good food and beverages, and then FW got to see some of the animals. He was less-than-thrilled with his first horse experience. He’s a city boy and uncomfortable around wildlife like his momma 🙂

FW also got to hang out with his cousin. They are only a few months apart, which is great!

I didn’t get a picture of the amazing food (they make their own sausage!), but I did get a pic of my drink of choice. Rose and cider? Count me in!

Sunday came and went waay too fast! The day started with some pancakes and a 4 mile run.

Followed by reading with this guy one of my brother’s old books.

And then, some time in the splash park downtown. He loves running around in the fountains and was soaked!

We ended the day with takeout sushi. Sunday night typically means dinner with B’s family, but B ended up working on the house until after 7, so we didn’t get a chance to make dinner. Takeout sushi is okay with me, though!