tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post4654687534226031519..comments2023-11-02T08:09:02.234-04:00Comments on Her Bad Mother: Good Housekeeping: Totally Slobtastic Slackermom EditionHer Bad Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comBlogger177125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-89155259122343696832009-05-18T18:18:00.000-04:002009-05-18T18:18:00.000-04:00I know I'm a little behind the 8-ball, here, since...I know I'm a little behind the 8-ball, here, since this entry is from March and all ... but if it's any consolation, I don't even *have* kids, and my house looks like that too.<br /><br />Right down to the cat sitting in the middle of the floor with that admonishing look that says, "I thought I raised you better than this." (My cat thinks he's my Dad.)<br /><br />Your blog is made from awesome. Rock on!Kokorozashihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10226186864904149792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-59807527130044219622009-05-11T00:54:00.000-04:002009-05-11T00:54:00.000-04:00hahaha. even I that was once considered (by many)...hahaha. even I that was once considered (by many) a clean freak, can't seem to keep a clean house with two little ones running about.<br /><br />so please, don't worry about those picture perfect living roomsLisa Renatahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10496988694571275714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-91522442325759886102009-04-13T23:17:00.000-04:002009-04-13T23:17:00.000-04:00Thank you for this.
I live in a distorted version...Thank you for this.<br /><br />I live in a distorted version of Stepford where I am a complete aberration...and sometimes I forget there are people like me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-19943718975549923212009-04-13T00:26:00.000-04:002009-04-13T00:26:00.000-04:00If you are looking for reliable security guards wh...If you are looking for reliable <A HREF="http://www.servelsecurity.net" REL="nofollow">security guards</A> who can act as doorkeepers for your company with devotion and effectiveness, then without further delay, come in touch with http://www.servelsecurity.net.Just approach servel security online and find the right security guard.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-70020068205200646262009-04-10T07:53:00.000-04:002009-04-10T07:53:00.000-04:00oh thank god. there is exactly ONE mom-and-kid pai...oh thank god. there is exactly ONE mom-and-kid pair i feel comfortable enough with to invite them over to our disaster (and even then, i have to crazy-woman-clean first). it's just too d*mn much to deal with the house on top of the kiddos, cats, dog, job, and husband. i feel so much better after reading your article and the accompanying comments!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-34660824430848224272009-04-09T17:28:00.000-04:002009-04-09T17:28:00.000-04:00If you mow your lawn and then turn your back for a...If you mow your lawn and then turn your back for a second and its magically re-grown, plus some huge weeds and maybe your lawn mower caught fire? That is cleaning the house with small children in it. DOES.NOT.COMPUTE!!!Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18296776593284879087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-53296217982032497162009-04-06T13:34:00.000-04:002009-04-06T13:34:00.000-04:00I can't tell you how relieved I am to read this. I...I can't tell you how relieved I am to read this. I go into other mother's houses, and they are spotless. Mine is always a disaster - toys strewn from one end to the next, cushions on the couch askew, crumbs on the kitchen floor (I do sweep once a day - usually at night. Why bother to do it more than that when it's just going to be more crumbs after the next meal?)<BR/><BR/>I also find housekeeping exhausting and thankless and I'm just SO GLAD to see I'm not alone.Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07628744950564301288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-33246994966780288372009-03-31T17:07:00.000-04:002009-03-31T17:07:00.000-04:00I am so relieved to see I am not alone. And perhap...I am so relieved to see I am not alone. And perhaps I'm a bit over-tired but I am also crying with laughter at the photos, especially <A HREF="http://www.flickr.com/photos/toyfoto/282803761/in/pool-1014089@N25" REL="nofollow">this one</A>.<BR/><BR/>As I stepped over toys this evening, leaving them were they lay with the thought "heck, it's late, and they'll have them all out again in the morning", I wondered whether I should be feeling more guilty. Thank you for easing my conscience.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18423908073209400111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-64977894275404647222009-03-30T10:09:00.000-04:002009-03-30T10:09:00.000-04:00for what its worth, we bought our first home in se...for what its worth, we bought our first home in september. all of our non-local relatives and friends continuosly demand pictures. but my house has literally never been clean long enough to photograph. except before we moved in when it was empty. 2 little kids+ open floor plan+ blogs to read= embarrassingly slobbish house. honestly if the crumbs on the floor can't be identified as the original food source, i'm patting myself on the back.litanyofbritthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15680156235556309762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-34747032291260991622009-03-27T12:45:00.000-04:002009-03-27T12:45:00.000-04:00I just found this post...and I am SO with you. My ...I just found this post...and I am SO with you. My sons are 5 & 6 and my daughter is 2... my house hasn't been consistently tidy since before I got married... because my husband? Is worse than my 2 year old. Seriously. <BR/><BR/>And we moved the first of this month... and still I have unpacked boxes. I am considering leaving them packed. Easier that way. :)Tarasviewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04750633944607986537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-61240172188296055652009-03-26T14:25:00.000-04:002009-03-26T14:25:00.000-04:00This is my house, seriously. I've learned to do th...This is my house, seriously. I've learned to do the middle bits that everyone looks at when they come in and then do the edges when bits start to fall off from being too overcrowded.<BR/><BR/>It drives the Hubby crackers but keeps me sane!A Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00115138257088690199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-15063761228347924502009-03-25T19:12:00.000-04:002009-03-25T19:12:00.000-04:00Hmmmm...My solution is to throw whatever isn't bei...Hmmmm...My solution is to throw whatever isn't being pulled out away and then put all the stuff that get's playtime back in those spaces...Goodwill loves me!LilliGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09367991827983761994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-61543257000047044652009-03-24T23:09:00.000-04:002009-03-24T23:09:00.000-04:00I found your site a couple months ago. After read...I found your site a couple months ago. After reading a few posts I realized that our babies are the same age. I just went through your archived posts because I suspected that our little ones share the same birthday. And they do. My daughter is about 7 hours and 15 minutes Jasper's senior. <BR/><BR/>Just in case you didn't know, being born on the full moon in May is kind of auspicious. The May full moon is considered The Buddha's birthday. Congratulations for bringing in two such beautiful little souls.Krishnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09771707045094760759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-74855763266026278152009-03-24T16:22:00.000-04:002009-03-24T16:22:00.000-04:00I try. I really do. My husband does very, very l...I try. I really do. My husband does very, very little to help unless explicitly asked. So, yes, my house is in a constant state of disarray despite my best efforts and the stress it causes me. It does help to know I'm not alone with this, so thanks for this post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-86954246925848462942009-03-24T07:11:00.000-04:002009-03-24T07:11:00.000-04:00Why can't I comment on you mom's blog? Asks for my...Why can't I comment on you mom's blog? Asks for my profile than shuts me down. Anywho: here is my comment. Please forward: <BR/><BR/>This blog is a hoot. I'm going to show it to my mom and hope it brings out her inner irreverent granny blogger. Thanks, and keep writing.Betsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03146269455952869492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-11366023088482345762009-03-23T17:01:00.000-04:002009-03-23T17:01:00.000-04:00My problem is that I am basically lazy and hate to...My problem is that I am basically lazy and hate to clean. Also, I have a toddler, cat and two month old. Well, the newborn provides much of my excuse for non-cleanliness b/c he is attached to the boob most of the time and I cannot figure out how to nurse without sitting down (yes, I know how to use a sling, but still...). Heh, now that I think about it, this is also the same excuse I use for my expanding gut.Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18167296198042569211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-19810542616442722912009-03-23T14:06:00.000-04:002009-03-23T14:06:00.000-04:00I absolutely love your blog. You make me smile. :)...I absolutely love your blog. You make me smile. :) <BR/>Sincerely, the woman who has three loads of laundry piled on the couch...so if you want to visit me we'll have to...well let's just sit on the porch. ;)Candihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03722214655793737461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-70110844735127346592009-03-23T13:57:00.000-04:002009-03-23T13:57:00.000-04:00Those pictures brought me much comfort.Those pictures brought me much comfort.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1311141025764738962009-03-23T13:50:00.000-04:002009-03-23T13:50:00.000-04:001.) You could totally let me into your bathroom, t...1.) You could totally let me into your bathroom, toothpaste and all, and I would not say a word. <BR/><BR/>2.) No matter how clean my house is-- even if I have just spent several days in a row cleaning and adjusting and decorating for a party, let's say-- I always think people will think it is dirty and hovelish. Because you see I spent nearly all of my childhood weekends living in an ACTUAL dirty hovel, not like your house, but an actual HOVEL, with bugs and mice and narrow winding paths through junk, with my compulsive hoarder father. Every time someone comes to my house I apologize for the mess. But you see, it is not my mess I am apologizing for. It's one my guests cannot see. However, this neurosis of mine does not apply to other people's houses. To me, your house quite looks homey. And safe. <BR/><BR/>3.) You need bookcases with doors on. Good, sturdy doors you can lock or tie shut. Trust me. Best $400 I ever spent. Saved my life.Jaelithehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12081888212421953409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-29913166983497880962009-03-23T13:46:00.000-04:002009-03-23T13:46:00.000-04:00I think I love you, because you make me KNOW that ...I think I love you, because you make me KNOW that I'm not alone. First of all, I do not clean. Secondly, I have two kids. Thirdly, I have a neat freak husband. I'm lucky I'm a good lay (oh, sorry, TMI :)<BR/><BR/>We repossessed our living room after our daughter turned 3. Before that, it was a circus (I'm not kidding, tent, a separate ball tent, three vehicles, a couple of train sets ....)<BR/><BR/>Off to see the gallery of shame and offer my contribution...Karen MEGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10834425321020756655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-6240963328699182682009-03-23T12:43:00.000-04:002009-03-23T12:43:00.000-04:00SOOOOO with you here... The chaos makes me nuts, y...SOOOOO with you here... The chaos makes me nuts, yet I know it's a losing battle, especiaaly since we are without even one closet until we dfinish this latest (small) reno... Yeah, it's a fucking disaster. What can you do? With npotice of people coming, I throw it into high gear, ignore my baby, and give the place a once over but the rest of the time, I try to not let it drive me crazy and go with it.kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-75624679885695276982009-03-23T08:51:00.000-04:002009-03-23T08:51:00.000-04:00Want me to share a really terrifying story? Sure y...Want me to share a really terrifying story? Sure you do!<BR/>When The Baby was six months old or so, we all came down with the flu - all five of us. My husband got home from work, sent me to bed, made the kids supper and then passed out on the couch. When I got up the next morning, the kids had trashed the living room and the dishes were unwashed and there was a policewoman at my front door, asking questions about a neighborhood incident.<BR/><BR/>She then phoned children's aid on me because OBVIOUSLY from the unwashed dishes in my kitchen and the toys on the floor of the living room, we were negligent parents. <BR/><BR/>Nothing came of it, but the whole thing terrified me more than anything else in my whole life. Now I get panic attacks when my dishwasher isn't loaded. Fun.Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-71698731364897094452009-03-23T07:58:00.000-04:002009-03-23T07:58:00.000-04:00ah, yes, thank you, once more. You -- and I -- cle...ah, yes, thank you, once more. You -- and I -- clearly have many many compatriots. I do not mean to be a slob, I do not want to be a slob, but I have all the issues that you list here, and then some. Well, no cats. That I am aware of. I am happy to get the dishwasher loaded up and run at the end of the day. I will fold laundry, but getting it put away is another story. And the toys. Definitely challenging. <BR/><BR/>The girls are getting older, though, and we are all working on it. Except for my husband, who apparently has no clue what a clothes hamper is and what it is used for.<BR/><BR/>And I will not even mention the bathroom. DearDR was going on about all the stuff our house needed this weekend, and I snapped and said, "What we really need is a maid." And then we had a good laugh.<BR/><BR/>ciao,<BR/>rpmAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-74281104842218645442009-03-23T00:08:00.000-04:002009-03-23T00:08:00.000-04:00You are not alone. Really. And I am so glad ther...You are not alone. Really. And I am so glad there are moms like you who admit it. It is not defeat, it is REALITY. It is being FINE with how things are and not stressing over what is just a phase. Hugs to you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-66835232123186941102009-03-22T19:53:00.000-04:002009-03-22T19:53:00.000-04:00*raises hand* Right here!I've given up too. I've p...*raises hand* Right here!<BR/><BR/>I've given up too. I've pretty much accepted that my home will be in a constant state of toys-and-crumbs. I try to do a sweep once a day, but sometimes I don't bother, because like you said, 15 minutes later it looks like you didn't even do anything. So what's the point?<BR/><BR/>I've been meaning to write a post imploring other moms to LET THEIR HOUSES BE DIRTY. Not only for their sanity's sake but so I don't feel so bad when I come over, or when I ask them over. <BR/><BR/>And good gravy woman you get a lot of comments! How on earth do you find time to read them all??Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17475112158639748154noreply@blogger.com