Friday, May 31, 2013

Mommy venting group

So recently I was invited to join a "mommy venting group" I am not sure why but this just struck the wrong cord with me. I felt like if I joined that I would simply be going on the internet and bashing my own kids. Telling everyone every little thing they did to piss me off that day. I just don't get why this idea would attract someone. I admit I  from time to time will comment about how Dexter took a permanent marker and drew on all the walls in the house and it made me mad. Or how Max seems to know every time he has a clean diaper on he needs to crap in it. But the things that really get under my skin I save for when my husband comes home or I am with a close friend who I feel will understand my frustrations and not judge my kids. But join a group online? Doesn't that seem like bullying? What would I do if my kids found out later in life that they bothered me so much that I had to go online and talk crap about them to be less angry? I love my boys so much and that thought just hurts me. I would never want to be the one that made them feel self doubt. Made them feel like they weren't good enough or they were "bad" kids. Maybe other women don't have the support I have from my husband, mom and friends and they can't get it all off their chests some days. Or am I being ridiculous? And talking about how much your kids bother you in a group of strangers online, is the same thing as calling your mom cause your kids just won't take a nap and its been a long day and you need to hear "this to will pass". I feel like if your kids bother you that much you should stop having kids and go back to work. Being a stay at home mom is not for everyone. Its hard, its thankless, and you don't see results of what you have done for at least 18 years. And the entire world thinks your are lazy and do nothing all day. So if you aren't happy and you need to talk crap about your kids to a bunch of strangers why not go back to work? Your kids would probably get more out of day care then they are home with a un-happy mother who just sees her kids as bothersome little people. Just let you kids go play with other kids where there is structure and support and not so much negativity. Right?
Okay now you can all tell me I am crazy and just took this the completely wrong way..

6 comments:

  1. When I heard the title I thought it was for mommies venting about other mommies!

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  2. This hit the nail on the head for me! I can't stand when moms talk about their kids. (making an exception for my close friends and hubby too). It's even worse when they talk in front of them!! Horrible I recently had to cut a mom out of my life and my daughters, because of this. It was non stop texts, facebook and all conversations were about how tired she was of her kids, or how one behaved here or one behaved there. Being a mom is hard enough, I don't want to hear abour your problems! We had only known each other for about 8 months through preschool last year.
    Sorry didn't mean to make this a vent session for myself, I have felt this way the entire time I was a mom. I need to focus on the good, that doesn't mean the bad doesn't happen. Your life is what you make it. I agree 100% with your thoughts and glad I'm not the only one.


    Hailey | Love, Laughter and Lipstick

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    1. Thank you for making me feel like I was not alone! I really felt like I was being crazy for a minute!! Same with this girl always talking about how awful her boys are. It just makes me want to hug my boys longer and tell them how perfect they are!

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  3. Sure we vent to each other about tough moments of parenting, but in the end we all agree that it was the best parts of our life. I don't think I would want to join either.

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