|My beautiful family|
I thought I would share one of my near and dearest stories of being a mom. NOT! It happened one night when I was President of a church organization called The Stake Primary. It was helping with 7 church organizations for the children 3 to 11. I was holding a board meeting down the street at a friend’s home who was on my board.
|Busy church activities sometimes took over my life…sometimes.|
I knew I would only be gone a little over an hour and my husband was on his way home from work. I called him and he assured me he would be home by 7:00. So I left my 11 year old daughter Tiff in charge at about 10 minutes till, but forgot, (excellent mom that I am) to give her the phone number. I just didn’t think it would be an issue. I left the kids playing with play dough and with plenty of snacks and took off.
|Me on a much better day…|
Little did I know how wrong I would be. About an hour later I got a call from a neighbor Terry, down the street. She said the words no mom wants to hear, “Pattie, I don’t want to alarm you, but you better get home right this minute!” and she didn’t tell me why. I jumped in the car and tore home (about 2 blocks). As I turned my corner my eyes met with police cars, lights flashing, paramedics, and the fire department all in my driveway. And no cars of ours there.
And just about every neighbor in my entire neighborhood standing out on their front lawn wondering where in the heck the parents were and what terrible disaster had struck inside the house while those no good parents were gone who knows where!
|Mother’s Day Story|
When I got there I ran inside with my heart in my stomach, praying all was well. I met a fireman that goes to my church and asked him what had happened. It is comical now, but at the time, not so much. My 4 year old had put some of the playdough in his ear and the kids tried getting it out. When they couldn’t they called 911 to ask how to get playdough out of somebody’s ears.
|I’ll never forget the 911 call we had for playdough in the ear….it still gives me chills!|
Yeah. A real emergency, playdough in the ears. I couldn’t even believe it. I learned later that my 11 year old daughter had told the police, “My mom is at a church meeting.” So the officer had taken her in his squad car down to my church and paraded around asking where I was. Yeah. I know. Not just my neighborhood was I toast, but now also at church. Complete humiliation! It was a really bad night for a mom, as you can just imagine.
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The funny part comes later when all the hoopla had left my house. I had pulled all the curtains. The kids had gone to bed and I was sitting in the dark crying, my happy go lucky husband shows up. He’d forgotten HE ALSO had a church meeting. He was a high counselor in our church and also had a 7:00 pm meeting he’d forgotten AND neglected to tell me about. So he simply went straight to his meeting leaving me in the dust.
The next day was Halloween. Yeah. I remember trick or treating through my neighborhood THAT year.
|At Halloween this year with my 3 granddaughters….MUCH more fun!|
So I guess, time + crisis = humor, as they say. I can laugh about it now, but it was probably my worst experience as a mom. But as all moms know, there are a multitude of stories, almost equally awful, that we could substitute, am I right? I can tell you with complete conviction, looking back, it is ALL WORTH IT.
|Cuz look what I got!|
My family is the best, most important thing in my life. Enjoy them while they are little. It goes so quick. Happy Mother’s Day to all who mother, whether it is your own kids or others, we all honor you today. For all the highs and all the lows, for all the laundry, the meals, the parent-teacher conferences, the doctor visits, the Scouts, music lessons, laundry, PTA meetings, sports, taxiing, and did I say laundry? …homework you helped with and Birthday parties you planned. It’s your day to shine! Happy Mother’s Day!
|Love this kid. Even tho he was the Playdough pusher…..we all survived anyway, and flourished!|
The college grad playdough pusher…..yes I’ve gotten over it…it took a lot of therapy…….just kidding. Who could afford therapy?….I had good friends. And that’s the best a mom can ask for. Don’t ever think your worst days of being mom are not worth it. Because it all is so worth it. It is the hardest job. But it is the most worthwhile thing I’ve ever accomplished. Yup. And Halloween trick or treating is even more fun now with grandkiddos. And there is always this funny story I have to tell too……