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How I was awarded the “NOT Mom of the Year” Award (& Week #2)

February 3, 2011

So I felt really good about week #1, and I was ready to go with week 2. I knew it was going to be a tough week because Tuesday was my birthday and Saturday we were gone for a youth retreat. But I was pumped and ready!

When Tuesday came around, I decided to take the day easy (remember it was my birthday). So I didn’t get too much done on my daily cleaning list. Then I decided that I didn’t want to cook dinner (and why should I, again, it’s my birthday). So I loaded up the girls before Matt got home, went to the post office to see if I had any birthday money in the mail to pay for this birthday meal, and this is where it gets bad…

When I got to the post office, I decided to leave the van running. It was cold out and I wanted to give the van a chance to warm up. I got out of the car, closed my door, went to open the side door to get the girls out, and found that I had somehow managed to lock the car! The keys AND THE GIRLS were locked inside.

I was very grateful that the car was still running (although, if it wasn’t I probably would have had my keys and thus not been locked out) and the girls weren’t freezing (the way I was in my flip-flops). But I was still freaking out!

I tried Matt first, hoping he could keep me thinking rationally and maybe help me find the right number to call. But no answer. Next I tried the Rockaway Beach police, but the only number I found for them sent me straight to an answering machine that said I wouldn’t get a call back till the next day. Tried Matt again. No answer. Started crying. Sent him a desperate 911 text. Called 911 (don’t know if this counts as an emergency, but I sure felt like it did). They informed me that if they did anything, it would include breaking a window. But they gave me the number for a locksmith. Tried it. Didn’t work. Looked it up myself. Frantically explained to the lady what was going on. Got a condescending “What? You locked your babies in your car?!?!” (aka YOU ARE A HORRIBLE MOTHER!!!). Gave directions to where I was. Hung up. Cried. Took a deep breath. Cried some more, and waited for the locksmith to arrive.

The girls were fine; Kaylynn was laughing the whole time and even though Kennedy was upset, she was physically okay. Once Matt got home he took us to Arby’s (he doesn’t like Arby’s so he didn’t get anything).

2 hours later, Matt and I were both crawling to the toilet sick. And that is how we spent Wednesday as well. In the time we have been married neither one of us has ever been that sick and definitely not at the same time. Needless to say, I didn’t even look at my list for Wednesday. So now I’m two days behind and I don’t have my normal Saturday catch-up day.

Those are my excuses. Here’s how the goals for week 2 looked:

Add daily bathroom cleaning tasks– I only did this 2 days of the week.

Add tidy up the living spaces daily– this got done once

Create list for ways to appreciate MattThank you for your help!

Start re-learning calculus- I’m gonna update you to the present on this one, but first let me back up a little. I’m sure you are thinking to yourself, why in the world is she doing this! Well, I have always been a math geek. I know, strange, but its true. I took calculus in both high school and as a freshman in college and really enjoyed it. (Okay seriously, I know you are looking at me like I’m crazy. Please stop. I’m sure you have some weird quirks too.)

Anyway, I found a website where I can sign up to be an online tutor and start out getting paid around $9/hr. Everything I read about it sounds legit, but right now they are only hiring for calculus, statistics, and physics. I’ve never had statistics and I’m okay at science but I don’t think I could tutor someone in it. Since its been 8 or 9 years since I took calculus, I’m trying to refresh my memory before I sign up.

My plans to start relearning it was to 1) print off class notes that a university professor has posted online (he has them there so that anyone can learn calculus without having to sit in the classroom) and 2) study for 30 minutes every day.

Well we ran out of ink for our printer, so I couldn’t print it. Last week I got more ink, but when I got the notes ready to print I discovered it was 584 pages! I wasn’t about to use up that much paper and ink, and started looking for other options. I thought about having Fedex or Office Depot print it for me but that would still cost me $35-50. So this week I went to Books A Million and bought the Calculus for Dummies Book and Workbook for $30. And now I have two sources to refer to. If I get stuck in the For Dummies book, I can check out Paul’s Notes for more help.

I started looking at it last night and got through the first 3 chapters. I’m hoping to be ready to take the test at tutor.com in 2 weeks. This will put me a little behind schedule on this goal, but at least I’m still getting it done.

In conclusion…

I had a pretty bad week. But I’m not letting that discourage me. Some weeks are going to be great and some weeks aren’t. I just have to keep going and remember why I’m doing all this. In 6 months, when I look back at this part of my journey, I know that I will be grateful for the lessons learned. Even the moms and wives that I look up to the most have bad weeks and I have to keep this in perspective.

Alright, now I’m dying to know… If you were to be awarded  the “NOT mom or wife of the year” award what would it be for?

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6 Comments leave one →
  1. Dana permalink
    February 3, 2011 2:45 AM

    First of all you are NOT the worst mother of the year. Stuff happens and it take a brave person to admit to what happened publicly! As for being behind in your task well birthdays and illness happen and we can’t plan for these things. I am Proud of you for what you have accomplished and keeping the course even if you are behind schedule. I my self have just started college online and I may need your math geek services lol. Keep your chin up your doing fine.

    • February 3, 2011 1:37 PM

      Alright, you win. I was being a little harsh on myself. I’ve changed the post. Now I’m getting the “Not Mom of the Year” award. It doesn’t sound quite so mean.

  2. ariona permalink
    February 3, 2011 1:51 PM

    Kandice we all know you are not the worst mom of the year. You don’t beat your kids or starve them. I remember a time when my mom locked me in the car. Looking back now it was pretty funny. (: you just have to think funny funny(:
    I love you girl!

  3. Gina G permalink
    February 3, 2011 2:17 PM

    Why would I not be “mother of the year”? Well I chose not to believe Ashley when she was around 9 or 10 that her shoes were too tight and hurt her feet. (we were on a tight budget to begin with but there were other ways to find shoes) Once we finally gave in and got her bigger shoes, the big toe on both of her feet had already started to curve inward. I think she’s forgiven me, but not sure I can ever forgive myself.

  4. Sonnette Pinnell permalink
    February 3, 2011 7:23 PM

    Kandice I think I can beat you here. You have to keep in mind that I have had a lot more years to mess than you have. Jordan used to pretend to be hurt all of the time and he was a great actor! He got me to take him back to the doctor 4 times because he had convinced me that his leg was broken. The doctors I am sure weere very tired of hearing from me me, but he fell everytime he tried to stand. The last doctor we went to see finally asked him if he was faking it and he just began to laugh and stood up. This whole ordeal took a mnth to conclude.

    Now this is not what I did that earns me the reward. I just wanted to pre-explaine myself. Jordan fell a total of 18 inches of a railing and would not quit crying! I was tring to get things set up for Andrea’s bridal shower while waiting for jared to come get the kids. Jordan just would not quit screaming. I told him he really needed to stop being a baby and that there was no way it hurt that bad. After what felt like hours of his non stop screaming I finally asked if a kiss would make it better. He agreed that it would and lifted his other arm off the hurt one.

    His arm was deformed. It was beyond obvious that it was broken.

    So I win Not Mom Of The Year award! But for 4 years ago.

  5. Mom permalink
    February 7, 2011 10:09 PM

    Sonnette I remember that day, but you and Kandice and Andrea are turning out to be good Moms. We all make mistakes and you 5 have had to live through quite a few of mine. I have locked children in cars, ignored ouchies and punished/spoken too harshly. Children who are loved tend to forget the ‘HUGE’ or seemingly huge mistakes we make and remember the lesser ones. And all of your children difinitely know that they are loved.

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