Most mornings I would step on Cheerios.
And EVERY SINGLE DAY I would say some variation of: GREAT POOPY!
So out of this plethora of joy, confusion and downright lies, I am creating and co-facilitating a moms group with Commonwealth Parenting starting this fall.
And I named it: Nobody Told Me!
Because DUH! That’s life as a mom.
Oh and when I was asked to co-facilitate? Did I say YIPPEE? Nope. I thought she was joking. Seriously. The DMs went something like this:
Commonwealth Parenting: Brilliant! LOVED the post. Can you come lead my parent support group?
My interpretation of the DM: Brilliant. Fun to laugh at you. Can you lead a parent support group HAHAHA Yeah right.
My ACTUAL DM: are u serious? &thx for the encouragement. I dont do “help u” posts often so I was worried it flopped. but it felt good write it so I was ok
I’m very business-like. I think it was my worry about the post flopping that reeled her in.
But instead MY BLOG GOT ME A JOB!
So if you live in or around Richmond and you are a mom, sign up HERE. The first group is on Wednesday, September 29th from 6:30-8:30 p.m..
It may or may not include me wearing a red velour jumpsuit!
And if you are out-of-town, I’m creating a podcast recap after each class, which will be available to attendees and non-attendees alike. (only on the topics. NOT on who attended or what they said. mostly because I don’t want anyone to sound smarter than me. but a little bit because I want to create a safe space in the group. don’t worry. i will describe the awesomeness of my red velour if I wear it. or perhaps use that as my album cover.)
You can subscribe to the podcast. Or just listen to my first podcast (and sadly my twenty-seventh take. Also, I start out speaking really slow to make up for my Yankee-ness. I get over it quickly so bear with me. on a positive note, you get to hear how to pronounce my last name. And I end with a bad joke. Actually don’t listen and just subscribe to the wonderful podcasts of the FUTURE.)
(Oh, the feed keeps showing up as Late Enough instead of Nobody Told Me so if you aren’t going to do it in iTunes, it may be to confusing unless you change the title in your reader. And I would be up all night if I waited for iTunes to stop thinking Punk Rock Barney is my first podcast. Dude, I’m NEW AT THIS.)
Be there or be square. (I promise not to say that at the group. Or like ever again.)
So I ask EVERYONE whether you are attending or shut off my podcast fifteen seconds into it: What weren’t you told about parenthood?
Answer that I didn’t pick because she’s attending my class, but because I felt it in my gut. Amy B writes: I’m definitely signing up for your class, it’ll be great to see you again! Nobody told me that my visions wouldn’t be reality in child-rearing. I had all of these grand ideas and plans yet hardly any of them have worked out (i.e. natural birth, breastfeeding, sleeping, potty-training, weaning from pacifiers, etc., etc., etc.). I also wish someone had told me that it’s OK that they didn’t work out, it would have really helped with the mommy-guilt.
Answer that gave me the chills. And not because I’m sick. elisabeth writes: No one told me so I would understand how much or many times your older teenagers would break your heart. No one told me how much I would miss those sweet little boys, and I do. People did tell me they would grow up so fast, and they were right. The blink of an eye and they are ready to go.