Daughter gives mom a poke in the eye
Posted by Amethyst
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Re: Daughter gives mom a poke in the eye January 17, 2009 |
...... " Then, "Role model: my dad." I did a double take and peered closer. Surely it said "my mom," too? Nope. Just two lonely words: "my dad."
(SURELY she wants more for her daughter than for her to be a worthless SAHMoo, like herself? I saw this coming before I finished reading it. This girl is outgoing, popular, and a class leader, so NATURALLY she wants a successful role model, not a self important lazy whore)
"...Half of me swelled with pride, knowing I'd made the right choice of a husband and father to my children. The other half of me screamed, Wait a minute—how come I'm not her role model also? Yes, my husband, Mike, is a generous and loving father. But I'm the Room Mom and the Team Mom! I chaired a school fundraiser that took months of preparation! I plan all the birthday parties! I scour cookbooks for nutritious dinner recipes! And who's there for the kids every day when they come home from school? Me!"
(Further evidence that a SAHM is NOT TMIJITW, or their own kyds would see this, In the grand scheme of things, room moomies, begging the community for school money, setting out birthday cakes and balloons, and reading recipes is NOT that big of a deal no matter how long she "scoured" over cookbooks or sweated blood tossing some mac and cheese into the microwave)
"Of course, he doesn't spend as much time with them as I do. I became a stay-at-home mom when my daughter was born—a role I never expected to have and one that, like many women in my position, left me conflicted. I felt blessed to be with my new baby, but I was also terribly lonely. I had sacrificed not only my career as a teacher, but also all my friends and my social network. I missed my students and the sense of purpose I got from my job.,,,,,,, . Me? I went to the library for toddler reading time and sang "The Wheels on the Bus" at Mommy & Me classes."
(Of course he doesn't spend as much time with the kyds as she does, he works! SOMEONE has to work to pay for this luxurious lifestyle that she has created for herself and those kyds. Here she goes with the whining about all of her "sacrifices", which obviously no one cares about, not even the ones for whom SO much was sacrificed. She brought this shit down upon herself and now she regrets it because she realizes it was a complete waste of time because it won't bring her the burnt offerrings and undying love and adoration which she had fantasized that it would.)
"...But soon enough I grew accustomed to full-time motherhood and it became my life. I wasn't a paid teacher anymore, but I was still teaching two young people to become kind, conscientious, responsible individuals. In other words, I was Supermom—and some day my kids would appreciate me for it! Apparently, though, today is not that day. The evidence was right up there on that bulletin board."
(Even prisoners of war can grow "accustomed" to their lives as can people on death row, or just about anyone can adjust to being held in captivity. Her life is much like a monkey at the zoo, only they don't have to cook and clean up baybee shit. Oh, I like how she gives herself a pat on the back and tries to convince herself that her teaching these two kids all that they know (don't they HAVE teachers?) is more important than the 1000+ kyds she could have positively nurtured and taught had she stayed with her teaching job. The truth comes out that "supermom" was in it for the attention afterall, what a surprise. At least she sees "evidence" on the bulletin board, right there in black and white, what a mistake she made when she threw her life away. Only "today" isn't the only day that her grand sacrifices will not be appreciated, it's going to be every day. Kids see it as it's her JOB, since she does nothing else, so just like they won't say, "THANKS for bringing home your paycheck dad!", they won't be thanking her for cooking or cleaning either, or for any of her other lofty and so called "sacrifices".
"...I was disappointed, to say the least. Maybe more than I should've been—after all, any time teenagers say something nice about their parents, it's practically cause for a parade—but what can I say? When I saw my husband's name on that board instead of mine, I was disappointed. Still, "disappointed" was nothing compared to how my girlfriends reacted when I brought up the subject recently over lunch. They were both shocked. "I would have been pissed off if my daughter didn't name me," one said. We spent the rest of our lunch discussing the qualities that made someone a role model. By the end, I found myself defending my daughter's choice of her dad.
( So, she got support from her friends and at least they were honest about it, then she betrays them by taking up for her husband when SHE feels the exact same way and SHE brought it up! WHAT A BITCH and it's no wonder that she lost friends)
"...I probably should've let it go after that, but the issue kept nagging at me. So finally, I went straight to the source."
(NO SHE DID NOT........ this is so wrong right here.....)
"...I may have swallowed my pride—or pretended to—but part of me will always wonder why this beautiful young woman didn't choose her mother as her model for womanhood. But I think I'm finally getting over it. Because I have gotten to thinking more about role models lately I'm proud to say I have two in my life: my husband, because he is pretty amazing, and my daughter, because she's got a marvelous independent streak that keeps even her mother guessing."
(aaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. She just sealed her martyr-moo status with that one. In spite of her heavy ladened heart, she STILL chooses the one who caused her the pain and the source of her painful lost competition as HER "role models". How can a 13 y/o be a role model for an adult anyway? If she believes that SHE is the reason for everything good about that kyd (which I think that she does) then in essence she is saying that she places HERSELF in high esteem. She has already admitted to lying twice; Once to her friends at lunch and then a second time when she "pretended" to "swallow her pride" and be happy that the kyd "chose" daddy over moomie. I have every reason to believe that she is lying AGAIN with the daughter-daddy duo being her chosen "role models". It's clear that she is jealous of their relationship and that in and of itself is weird too.)
This woman is a stereotypical martyr-moo in the classic sense. HER "sacrifices" and HER "job" of SAHMoo, is more important and more deserving of appreciation than her husband's contributions. When she sees evidence to the contrary, she puffs up like a pit viper. She wants awards, attention and accolades for every little thing that she does and wants her husband to simply blend into the woodwork, as long as he keeps her bank account full and the bills paid. This is one of the types of moocows that I detest above some of the rest. 
(SURELY she wants more for her daughter than for her to be a worthless SAHMoo, like herself? I saw this coming before I finished reading it. This girl is outgoing, popular, and a class leader, so NATURALLY she wants a successful role model, not a self important lazy whore)
"...Half of me swelled with pride, knowing I'd made the right choice of a husband and father to my children. The other half of me screamed, Wait a minute—how come I'm not her role model also? Yes, my husband, Mike, is a generous and loving father. But I'm the Room Mom and the Team Mom! I chaired a school fundraiser that took months of preparation! I plan all the birthday parties! I scour cookbooks for nutritious dinner recipes! And who's there for the kids every day when they come home from school? Me!"
(Further evidence that a SAHM is NOT TMIJITW, or their own kyds would see this, In the grand scheme of things, room moomies, begging the community for school money, setting out birthday cakes and balloons, and reading recipes is NOT that big of a deal no matter how long she "scoured" over cookbooks or sweated blood tossing some mac and cheese into the microwave)
"Of course, he doesn't spend as much time with them as I do. I became a stay-at-home mom when my daughter was born—a role I never expected to have and one that, like many women in my position, left me conflicted. I felt blessed to be with my new baby, but I was also terribly lonely. I had sacrificed not only my career as a teacher, but also all my friends and my social network. I missed my students and the sense of purpose I got from my job.,,,,,,, . Me? I went to the library for toddler reading time and sang "The Wheels on the Bus" at Mommy & Me classes."
(Of course he doesn't spend as much time with the kyds as she does, he works! SOMEONE has to work to pay for this luxurious lifestyle that she has created for herself and those kyds. Here she goes with the whining about all of her "sacrifices", which obviously no one cares about, not even the ones for whom SO much was sacrificed. She brought this shit down upon herself and now she regrets it because she realizes it was a complete waste of time because it won't bring her the burnt offerrings and undying love and adoration which she had fantasized that it would.)
"...But soon enough I grew accustomed to full-time motherhood and it became my life. I wasn't a paid teacher anymore, but I was still teaching two young people to become kind, conscientious, responsible individuals. In other words, I was Supermom—and some day my kids would appreciate me for it! Apparently, though, today is not that day. The evidence was right up there on that bulletin board."
(Even prisoners of war can grow "accustomed" to their lives as can people on death row, or just about anyone can adjust to being held in captivity. Her life is much like a monkey at the zoo, only they don't have to cook and clean up baybee shit. Oh, I like how she gives herself a pat on the back and tries to convince herself that her teaching these two kids all that they know (don't they HAVE teachers?) is more important than the 1000+ kyds she could have positively nurtured and taught had she stayed with her teaching job. The truth comes out that "supermom" was in it for the attention afterall, what a surprise. At least she sees "evidence" on the bulletin board, right there in black and white, what a mistake she made when she threw her life away. Only "today" isn't the only day that her grand sacrifices will not be appreciated, it's going to be every day. Kids see it as it's her JOB, since she does nothing else, so just like they won't say, "THANKS for bringing home your paycheck dad!", they won't be thanking her for cooking or cleaning either, or for any of her other lofty and so called "sacrifices".
"...I was disappointed, to say the least. Maybe more than I should've been—after all, any time teenagers say something nice about their parents, it's practically cause for a parade—but what can I say? When I saw my husband's name on that board instead of mine, I was disappointed. Still, "disappointed" was nothing compared to how my girlfriends reacted when I brought up the subject recently over lunch. They were both shocked. "I would have been pissed off if my daughter didn't name me," one said. We spent the rest of our lunch discussing the qualities that made someone a role model. By the end, I found myself defending my daughter's choice of her dad.
( So, she got support from her friends and at least they were honest about it, then she betrays them by taking up for her husband when SHE feels the exact same way and SHE brought it up! WHAT A BITCH and it's no wonder that she lost friends)
"...I probably should've let it go after that, but the issue kept nagging at me. So finally, I went straight to the source."
(NO SHE DID NOT........ this is so wrong right here.....)
"...I may have swallowed my pride—or pretended to—but part of me will always wonder why this beautiful young woman didn't choose her mother as her model for womanhood. But I think I'm finally getting over it. Because I have gotten to thinking more about role models lately I'm proud to say I have two in my life: my husband, because he is pretty amazing, and my daughter, because she's got a marvelous independent streak that keeps even her mother guessing."
(aaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. She just sealed her martyr-moo status with that one. In spite of her heavy ladened heart, she STILL chooses the one who caused her the pain and the source of her painful lost competition as HER "role models". How can a 13 y/o be a role model for an adult anyway? If she believes that SHE is the reason for everything good about that kyd (which I think that she does) then in essence she is saying that she places HERSELF in high esteem. She has already admitted to lying twice; Once to her friends at lunch and then a second time when she "pretended" to "swallow her pride" and be happy that the kyd "chose" daddy over moomie. I have every reason to believe that she is lying AGAIN with the daughter-daddy duo being her chosen "role models". It's clear that she is jealous of their relationship and that in and of itself is weird too.)
This woman is a stereotypical martyr-moo in the classic sense. HER "sacrifices" and HER "job" of SAHMoo, is more important and more deserving of appreciation than her husband's contributions. When she sees evidence to the contrary, she puffs up like a pit viper. She wants awards, attention and accolades for every little thing that she does and wants her husband to simply blend into the woodwork, as long as he keeps her bank account full and the bills paid. This is one of the types of moocows that I detest above some of the rest. Sorry, only registered users may post in this forum.