Runaway October

I read alot of blogs. Alot. I think there’s over 100 in my RSS reader last time I checked. Most of them I just scroll through unless some­thing catches my eye, except for the crafty ones that have to do with fam­ily, kids and such. I’m in love with the ideal that they por­tray — happy lit­tle fam­i­lies who eat organ­i­cally, spend their nights play­ing board games in an immac­u­late and orga­nized house and mom still has time to whip out beau­ti­fully crafted projects every day.

I think it all con­tributes to how shitty I’ve felt about myself lately. I always thought that being a stay at home mom would the the be-all-end-all, but it’s really just a façade for hell. The day I quit my job was the day I turned into everyone’s bitch. All day long peo­ple demand things from me:

• If they’re under 1 year demands are com­mu­ni­cated in ear-shattering, heart-wrenching squalls.
• Between 2 and 18 demands are pro­duced in the form of nerve-grinding whines at the most inop­pur­tune times.
• Over 18 and demands are best dis­guised as guilt or worded in such as way that they make me feel like a total fail­ure for not antic­i­pat­ing the demand sooner. 

I thought every­thing would be per­fect and it’s not even close. There’s a least 10 loads of laun­dry stuffed on the couch that I have no inten­tion of fold­ing. My mom or Declan is more likely to fold it than Matt is. I’ve man­aged two din­ners this week, burnt one and have no plans for any­thing tonight. Mom is want­ing me to start feed­ing Rowan solid food but I know that just trans­lates into more work for me because Matt has never fed Rowan once. I keep get­ting told that I’m not chal­leng­ing Declan enough but I can barely keep the kids in dry pants and full bel­lies. To get time to do some sewing basi­cally means that I put the baby­gate up in the kitchen and ignore every­thing. I’m so so slow that every­thing takes for­ever, If I rush stuff well… the qual­ity goes down.

I have no friends, other than long dis­tance or inter­net ones. I don’t know where I’m even going with this. I need a vaca­tion, but I don’t think I could leave the kids. Nor do I want to, I just want to stop being the 24/7 mom for awhile. But there’s mil­lions of moms in the world and they all seem to be fine. What’s wrong with me? I’m I just super lazy? Do I have to be will­ing to just shut my brain, hopes, wants and per­son­al­ity off for good (because heaven knows the older lit­tle boys get the more they demand)? What hap­pened to Me? When did it become a require­ment that I’m no longer con­sid­ered a per­son, just because I have chil­dren? I feel like a ser­vant and a poorly treated one at that.

Well, I’ve already sent a not so nice email to Matt so I guess I might as well post this too. I’m done wal­low­ing, maybe.

I need to get my thy­roid checked.

…there hasn’t been a wed­ding yet?

I totally fail this checklist.

Via [BB-Blog]

• Hip­pos! Yay! My Grandma sent me this adorable fam­ily of hip­pos as a Mother’s Day present. Aren’t they cute? Now I just need to find a home for the rest of my hippos.

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• My abil­ity to suc­cess­fully com­plete a dou­ble welt pocket, as demon­strated here:

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• I received my Spoon­flower Beta invi­ta­tion! I am so excited to try and get some­thing of my own printed. I am think­ing I’d like to do some logos and what not to stitch onto my com­pleted projects. Heaven for­bid some­one come across one of my aprons when I’m dead and gone and not know who made it. That would be a shame. Plus, I’m really get­ting to the point where I’d like to start get­ting some stuff done for my Etsy shop. I really like to have things tagged and labeled. It seems to up the pro­fes­sion­al­ity, ya know?  My biggest con­cern with pre­mak­ing things to put in a shop is what if it doesn’t sell and it just sits there? Espe­cially if it’s girl clothes — I have no use for those unfortunately.
• I also got my Rav­elry invite, but it’ll be awhile before I actu­ally get any­thing going in there.
• I’m excited to get started on the Mar­ket Tote Swap. No last min­utes for me this time. I’m get­ting it done and out of here. I need to make some stuff for myself for a change.
• I thought I had more than that but I guess not. I’ve got a big post in the works on sewing FAQS and another on ‘Pretty vs Func­tional’. Maybe you guys can weigh in with me and con­vince Matt that I need to have free dec­o­rat­ing reign on the ENTIRE house.

Stay tuned my won­der­ful read­ers. Same blog time, Same blog channel.

Be sure and check them out. I think there’s some in almost all gal­leries.

So I went ahead and bit the bul­let. I joined the Mar­ket Tote Swap hosted by InANut­shell. The last cou­ple swaps I’ve par­tic­i­pated in have been a com­plete flop. I’d put so much love and time into them and received, well… I’d rather not say. On top of that my last apron I mailed is still miss­ing in tran­sit. I’m hop­ing that this one will pull me up out of the dumps and it sounds like so much fun. 

There’s still a cou­ple hours left to sign up, head on over and join me. It looks like a great bunch of crafters so far! (Nudge nudge Nicky)