I am a Mom-me Fixer. Which means: MOM+ME=Fixer of everything
I love the television show Scandal. I sat down over the
weekend to watch some reruns. The thought came to my mind, that as a mom I have
the same job as Olivia Pope. Minus the wardrobe and fresh hair style.
I receive no compensation for my services. The clients (my
children) have never ending problems such as:
A science fair project that needs an hypothesis, Barbie’s
missing shoe, Batteries for the remote, Conference calls and apologizes for my
son for hitting the teacher in the Bum
with a small eraser. (He was aiming for the kid next to her). I fix clogged sinks
and toilets, Hungry tummies, wardrobe malfunction, and Missing Lego man heads.
I even take the blame for late school arrivals.
The list could continue on for days, weeks even months.
The end result is
that as a mom-me fixer, i wear many hats.
Sometimes I Cry, sometimes I laugh and sometimes I hide out in the
bathroom.
But being mom -ME is my job and I love it!
Hopefully, I will receive some compensation when they move
out. Wishful thinking I know -
In the mean time I will settle for unlimited HUGS.
