Macaroni For Dinner

I always say I don’t like to cook but that’s a lie. I enjoy cooking and I absoluely love it when I create something that my kids like eating. It’s cooking dinner on time either before or after a 45 minute commute with two young children hanging on the baby gate sobbing for food and attention and two teenagers needing papers signed and tape for a project and permission to log on to Facebook that makes me want to order Dominos every single day. And night. And do they have breakfast pizza?

Worse than cooking in a house full of kids, though, is cleaning up the mess made from cooking. So many dishes. Pots and pans and spatulas and serving spoons and plates and seriously, can’t you just eat with your fingers? We’re out of forks. At the end of the day you could eat off of my floor, not because it’s so clean but because there is enough food down there to create a meal. Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up… eventually.

So, it’s easier just to say I don’t like cooking. It’s even easier to heat up some chicken nuggets, steam a bag of broccoli and cut up a banana and call it done. It takes less than 10 minutes to make and less than 10 minutes to clean up if you don’t count banana goo removal from the baby’s hair.

I’m at peace with this. When The Barkeep is home he really does enjoy cooking and I’m here to entertain the kids and field any questions about where to find paper or watching Mighty Machines. They’re getting a variety of different foods and I always cover all the food groups. Sure, better meals are being served somewhere but next door to them a parent is serving McDonald’s. I don’t consider myself above the McDonald’s mom, though, she probably has immaculate floors.

Some time after dinner is served and the teenagers are forced to load the dishwasher and I find the broom, I like to get back online and search the internet for advice on potty training and smart mouth teenagers. The internet is full of amazing advice and information and useful tips. You could spend days reading about just one topic, like potty training or healthy meal ideas. I like to pin these things to Pinterest so the next time I come home tipsy and don’t feel like sleeping yet I have something to read. The internet is also full of other moms looking for information and tips. We sometimes like to gather in communities, like message boards or Facebook groups.

A weird thing happens when people gather online. If you put a mostly polite and sensible group of mothers together in a real life situation there will be mostly polite and sensible conversation. There may be some passive aggressive cattiness or raised eyebrows, but it generally stays civil. Put that same group of women on an internet message board and suddenly you have the world’s most renowned expert on potty training and breast feeding, her sister Dr. Google and their BFF Snarky McSnarkbritches. If you have kids over 6 months old and you’ve spent any time online you have met them, sometimes entire groups of them.

I’m sure by now they have told you you are poisoning your precious child with Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. That’s why I’m here, to set the record straight. My parents occaisionally served me macaroni and cheese throughout my childhood and I am still here to tell you about it. It was delicious and I survived. I also drank kool-aid and ate potato chips and *gasp* hot dogs. There are worse things you can feed your kids. My baby eats carpet fuzz and he’s made it all the way to 10 months old.

I plan to blog about a lot of different stuff, not just parenting and kids, but I wanted to start with a theme that is on my mind a lot. Mom shaming? The Mommy Wars? Call it what you want, I call it a bunch of insecure women trying to make other women just as insecure in some pointless attempt to bolster their own self esteem. You know what actually bolsters your self esteem? Helping. Try it.

Nap is over. I’m going to give the kids a special treat. Cake! Not only cake, but yesterday it was a boob cake. Mmm boobies. And that is as close as I’m ever going to get to talking about the breastfeeding debate.


11 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. miranda
    May 08, 2012 @ 01:28:47

    I read this. Then read it to my Mom and hubby. We love it. My Mom fed me everything you basically listed. We looked at Jasmine and she picks at her diaper fuzz (disposable) and she’s about 2.5 years old. You inspire me with your parenting moments.


  2. justanothertiredmommy
    May 26, 2012 @ 19:26:16

    SO TRUE! I write about the same things–we are all supposed to be on the same side! Once I found my youngest eating what looked to be cat poop, I decided that anything was game! And there is ALWAYS someone doing something worse out there. People do METH. Favorite line–“You know what actually bolsters your self-esteem? HELPING. Try it.”

    I’m happy to be your newest follower!


  3. Wookie
    Jun 19, 2012 @ 16:20:48

    Too funny, carpet fuzz, I can think of my kids eating dirt or that piece of food they dropped and you didn’t catch before it went into their mouths covered in hair or anything else you can imagine being on the floor! My favorite are the ones who think that because you feed your child NORMAL food, that their organically fed child will be so much better than anyone else’s.


  4. Scott Witmer
    Jun 19, 2012 @ 19:00:44

    I love your blog. It’s like reading my own diary if my diary was written by someone female. And cool. I was going to start my own blog, and this was actually one of the first topics I was going to cover. So now youve done it for me and saved me a day’s work. Thanks!
    Its amazing how much unsolicited advice stay-at-home parents get. Add the fact that I have testicles and suddenly everyone’s a social worker out to save my poor defenseless babies. I get crap all the time (usually in the grocery store, from strangers with little debbie cakes in their cart) because my older kid only eats chicken nuggets (the cheap processed ones, not the fancy healthy ones), pancakes, and macaroni and cheese. Yet she’s a 4 foot 3 inch tall 6-year old with perfect marks in school and boundless self-confidence. Then I remind the advice givers that people in the 1700’s all ate natural food and only lived to the age of 40. Suddenly the check-out lane is a silent advice-free zone.
    I could go on and on but I have Wendy’s burger, fries, and nugget wrappers to clean up in the kitchen.


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