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If this isn't the a day in the life of a mom...

So today is my younger sister's birthday and since outdoor dining is open again in California, we were over the moon excited to get the f**k out! I had woken up early, 6AM, despite having not gotten much sleep. My toddler had a burst of energy from 10pm to 12am last night!!! He is at it again right now as I am writing this SMH. Anywho, I didn't sleep great and neither did he so I was tired as hell this morning when I woke up, but I wanted to pack my hubby his lunch and make his breakfast today because I had a video call with a fellow blogger/Insta-Sis today. I feel my day is going great so far, I am being a "good wife" and all... I suddenly tell him that I bought something and he looses his s**t and says, "I would like it if you run that by me next time." I don't know why, but it always drives me crazy when he says this!! I am a SAHM and I am not able to work because day care is too expensive. I had a career in the medical field and was THRIVING with a capital T, and to have all of that stop has been very difficult for me to comes to terms with. I am still grieving the loss of my career and it has been a little over 3 years already.SIGH. So I lose it when he tells me this and ask him why he always feels the need for me to ask him for permission for almost everything . Granted, he does all in all ask me or run things by me so he kinda has a point. I just think maybe it is because I already lost my independence when in comes staying at home and back in the day I didn't need to ask or run it by anyone. Am I wrong for feelings like this? Some may say yes some may say no. So he leaves in a bad mood and I am in a bad mood .


I turn to the stove and I see dirty pots and pans on there!!! UUGGGGHHH!!! I cannot stand waking up to a dirty kitchen. I am not an overly clean person when it comes to the house but the kitchen I feel is my domain so I would like to have a fresh start to the day, you know? So, because I am already in a bad mood I am in no mood to be nice and ask why the dishes weren't done. I open my daughters door and didn't even bother asking and just told her to do them. She is a teenager and so I really hate asking her anything at this point because she will say, "well I didn't know they were dirty" or "you didn't tell me to do them so I didn't know". Those are usually excuses and if there is one thing I don't like is when a kid acts clueless when they know damn well what they had to do OR a kids that genuinely doesn't know but never at least asks to figure it out. So now my other teenage daughter hears that her mom is on a rampage so she wakes up in a sour mood (here she goes again kind of attitude) and I don't blame her lol. I try clean up a little so that I can get started on breakfast. Who do you think decides to grace us with his presence??? None other then my toddler son! FML (happy he woke up and is alive another day, but FML because I needed to calm my a*** down and clean up) So he is up and, as you my know, having a toddler you have to have this sort of happy pappy energy all the dang time. You almost have to sound like a cheerleader all the time. So my kids still haven't ate breakfast and they got straight to school work when they know they need to eat first. Here I go again having to be the bad guy and nag and yell. Now they come with their long faces and teenage attitudes as if I ruined their lives by just caring about their nutrition. TEENAGERS. I try not to let it get to me but when I ask my oldest a simple question she responds with such an annoyed tone that I just can't. So I just BREATHE and let it go.

I have a video call with an influencer on Instagram so I need to get ready anyway because after that I have to pick up my sister's birthday cake, and pick up her gift which is a Costco membership. I get myself ready and brush the early morning energy off my shoulders. My son has the phone, I have my Pandora playing while I do my hair and some make up. So it is 10 and time for the video call. She calls and I am finishing my makeup as we get our convo started. We had such a great conversation and we talking about our sons and mom life and it just felt like a damn breath of fresh air. With this whole pandemic I really have not been able to be around moms let alone chat with anyone so it was so nice to have a mom who can be real in the struggles we are having. Laughing is so therapeutic and we definitely got a good dose of that medicine when we talked. I felt recharged!

I finished getting dressed, got my son dressed in his new outfit, and made sure my teenagers were ready to go. I am thinking to myself at this point, " This is great, I am finally on schedule today!". WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED NEXT?! What you are about to read is totally my fault because while I was on the video call I let my son have some candy to keep him quiet. Then my kids gave him Takis chips. So all of this probably why what happened happened......

My son throws up chunks on the living room floor. He starts crying because this is his first time since he was a baby that he threw up, and I doubt he remembers that. So this was all new to him and I guess scary. I am trying my best not to throw up, myself, because if there is one thing my stomach can't tolerate it's vomit. Now there is vomit all over his new OshKosh B'gosh sweat suit and his WHITE under shirt, and he managed to get vomit on the back of his shoes...huh? Thankfully my daughters sensed I was super stressed out so they moved so fast to help clean it up off of the floor and help get another set of clothes. Bless their hearts. We finally get in the car and at this point I have to get the kids McDonalds because they don't care for sushi. There is a long a$$ line and I am still thinking about how I have to still go to Ralph's to pickup my sister's birthday cake, plus get stop by Costco to buy her a membership as her gift. My mom is calling me and telling me that she got there early and I told her that I still need to stop by some places. I feel so crunch for time so now my kids talking to me is getting me irritable because I have all these thoughts in my head of what I need to do plus the drive to San Dimas. From my house to there it would still be about another half an hour because there is that afternoon rush on the freeway.

I decide to skip the cake and Costco trip at this point because there is no way in He## I would be able to make it there in time. I finally get there and it is a little after 1 o'clock and we were suppose to meet up at 12:30...ugh! Luckily, my mom and sister and her kids had just been seated so I didn't feel as terrible for being the "late one".

From that point on, I can say it was worth all the chaos because we were able to enjoy time together as a family. The cousins got to catch up and even play/tire out my toddler running around the side of the place(where we can see them). There also wasn't a large crowd, in fact, we were the only ones there until a little before we left. Laughter upon laughter while being around one another and enjoying good food. I ordered a birthday ice cream for ,y sister and we all sang "Happy Birthday".

If there is anything that 2020 taught us is that TIME with family and loved ones is super, super important. We need to enjoy and be in the moment the times that we are together and never take their presence for granted.

I I feel terrible for those who still have yet to see their loved ones. I get upset over the hypocrisy in Hollywood and the elite when it comes to the "safe" precautions that they are allowed to take, but for us regular people we can't use their guidelines because it is too dangerous. DOUBLE STANDARDS.

UGH! That's for a whole new post. I am gonna stop here.


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