Treasure Map

One of the best pins I have found so far is one that I'm positive will help with my sanity! Someone posted a book called "When did I get like this?" by Amy Wilson. Buy it here I looked it up on my book app on my handy dandy (sticky) iPad. Within a few pages I just had to have it. But, being the oh-so clever lady that I am, I decided it had to be the hardcover edition (you never know, the hubster might get bored one night... scratch that more likely he might drop it only to pick it up, happen to read the first few lines and get hooked. I can just see it now!). All those things I have ever wanted to explain to him, only to be lost for words, written here like a treasure map to my sanity. Seriously this book, this woman, is awesome! She just gets me! I do believe she may be my kindred soul. There are other mothers like me! She summed it up perfectly just on the front cover, "The screamer, the worrier, the dinosaur- chicken- nugget buyer, and other mothers I swore I’d never be."
 
I showed another mother at my work the book, and she asked what's up with the dino shaped chicken nuggets. Apparently her kids get a well balanced diet, because if you don't get the essence of those dino delights I just can’t explain it to you.
 
When I was twentyish and working on starting a family, I had this friend and we would talk about the others in our circle that had already joined the ranks of motherhood. Ones that did things one way where we would do it another. Then we joined those prestigious ranks and laughed our selves silly over our former selves and our high and mighty ideals. That was only the beginning.
 
The worst part of it all is, I now have my best friend whom I grew up with (and should know me best of all) completely fooled. She actually thinks I'm a good mother and someone to look up to in that regard. Whenever I hear her say things like that I cringe. She apparently hasn't yet figured out that I still- three kids later- have no clue what I'm doing! She doesn't realize there are things she does as a mother that I wish I could or would do. I mean she actually takes her son to the park every day after school to let him blow some steam. I wish!
 
As I read more and more of this addicting book I think that's the whole point of it. We as mothers, wives, and women do things different or even extreme, but with only the best of intentions- and that should be commended not judged.
 
I can’t say it enough, I love this book! As I sit here on my couch in the peace and quiet of the midnight hour chowing down on days old pizza unable to quit turning the pages I inch a little closer towards the sanity beckoning me from the land of self acceptance.
 
Thank you Amy for putting into words what I could never say.
 
(And thank you mom for making it all look so easy, which in turn has given me a complex! I kid, I kid. But seriously you must have done it right cause I did turn out to be pretty awesome if I do say so myself!)   XOXO