Loved the necklace bit.

My worst time of forgetting was when I fell asleep on the sofa (watching daytime tv – maybe Dr Phil!) and a friend rang on her mobile to stay she was waiting at the school gates with my 2 older kids, and should she bring them home! It was 10 minutes after I should have been there. My only excuse was our youngest was only a few months old, and there was little sleep to be had.

You’re also right on about picking one thing to worry about/work on at a time. Feeling a bit overwhelmed right now as we get ready to move (hopefully) (cross your fingers).

So, and I wanted to tell Marianne I loved her post recently about the Office — and how it is such a great reminder that “careers” and office life are often just a pointless and stultifying as the waitressing, etc, etc.

Steffj89 — SWATS? What? Are you talking corporal punishment in your schools? Not that I’m against spanking my own kids for serious infractions (like taking their seatbelt off in the car), but I certainly don’t want some teacher spanking my kid!

Maybe you should consider sitting in on the class for a day to see how the teacher interacts with your son (of course, she’d probably be on her best behavior with you there, but still. And you could ask your son if that day was markedly different from regular days.)

Sorry to hear about that. I hope things get better!

MereCat — “it’s how did you remember the other 5 million times?” YES! TOTALLY!

I confess I love it when Dick messes up, only because I’m pretty sure I mess up more, and I just want things to be even, you know?

Adrianne — I hope so.

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Sally is obviously super-smart; missing a bit of school isn’t going to hurt her. And, while I haven’t missed a school pick up completely, I have been late by 5 min or so to get Princess Pinky (usually because one or both of her younger brothers wasn’t cooperating with the whole punctuality plan).

She survived, and when she got minorly huffy about it, I firmly explained to her that she was 1) just fine hanging out on the school steps with the ten or twelve other kids whose moms were running a bit late; 2) not the center of the universe; and 3) that her mom was doing her best to keep the family train on the tracks.

Take care, chin up, and keep doing your best.

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It’s not just you. Even the moms who are really together forget to pick up their kids. I thought it was just me but I’ve asked around and it’s very common. Even when I have the best of intentions and I’m NOT frittering away my life on the Internet, I would forget to pick up my daughter for her piano lesson. I’ve done it so, so many times. I get wrapped up in WHATEVER I’m doing– things I should be doing as well as the things I shouldn’t be doing.

So, this year I changed the time for the piano lesson. It’s Wed. morning at 9am, right before I drop off Lulu at preschool. I never forget preschool because that’s my ME time and because it’s first thing in the morning. Yes, Josie ends up missing the beginning of school but I don’t care because this works best for ME and the piano teacher and it’s not like I’m taking her out for MODELING class or something. Piano IS education. Anyway, guess what? I forgot! We all did. We forgot her last lesson even though it was first thing in the morning. Geez, did I feel crappy.

If you’re at all like me, you’re struggling because there’s so much you want to do with your life. You have drive and interest and a mind alive with thoughts and ideas. And it’s not so much the parenting you mind, it’s the cleaning, the waitressing, the whining and crying. We don’t mind the teaching, the exploring, the cuddling. It’s the emotional draining part we don’t like.

Here’s the good part: They won’t remember this part so much by the time things get easier. Just focus on being a little bit better in one thing. That’s it. Make some big memories and THAT’S what they’ll remember.

It’s so easy to be envious of our husbands with their interesting jobs and Dick’s 6 blog posts a day. His mind is all creative and fired up and he gets to do something about it. You? You get to make meals kids will complain about and clean up after them and wipe bums and tidy the same things over and over and over. It’s SO mindless and hard.

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