Tales of a Misguided Mommy


I didn't make the best grades.  I wasn't always the smartest.  I didn't finish college.  I don't have a fancy degree or job title.  I've done nothing spectacular with my life. I am average.


I would never hurt an animal.  I treat all of my furry friends and slimy fish friends with respect.  I am the type of person who would spend seven days trying to rescue day old bunnies even though I knew I would fail, because I couldn't not try.

I love children.  All children.  The notion that there are children out there starving, being hurt, not being loved hurts me to my core.

I would do anything for my friends.  They have been there for me so many times that I owe them my life.  

I give everyone a second chance, and sometimes a third.

I help people even when I should be competing against them.

I remember every teachers name I've ever had because while I wasn't always the best student I respected what they were doing.

I see the art and beauty in books.  I read them.  I drink them in.  I treat them with respect.  

I aspire to be big someday.  To do something amazing and noteworthy.

I aspire to have a degree in something that truly means something to my soul.

I step on spiders.  I'm sorry but I'm not that perfect.

I try and smile at strangers.

I donate as often as I can.

I give money to people on the streets.

I try and hear other peoples stories because I never know what they are going to teach me.

I can't lose weight.

I hate a million things about myself.

I don't always work as hard as I can.

I sometimes yell at my kids.

My dog drives me insane.

I don't like to be touched.

I don't know how to comfort people when I should.

I shut down easily.

I don't hug.

I think teachers are the most amazing people ever and I try my hardest to help them out.

I have the utmost respect for nurses.

I wish I could be a veterinarian.

I don't eat meat but I treat it with respect when I cook it.

I love my kids fiercely.

I would move mountains for my husband.

I enjoy the simple things in life.

I don't run enough.

I don't walk my dog enough.

I read to my kids as much as I can.

I cry when I send them to time out.

I want to give them the world.

I recycle vigilantly and get angry at people who don't.

I rescue critters often.

I don't trust people enough.

But I trust people too much.

I do my best.

It's not enough.

But it is better then some.

I judge people.

I accept people.

I color inside the lines ALWAYS.

I build a mean Lego house.

My husband builds a radder Lego house and I get jealous of that.

I'm guilty of all of the seven sins.

I'm in love with a vampire.

I'm afraid of the dark.

I live in a concrete castle.

But I wear my heart on my sleeve.

I cry to easy. 

But I cry at all the wrong times.

No matter how lonely my husband is in Reno I selfishly will never leave.

I would love to experience living in another city (Oregon anyone).

I'm not brave enough to ever leave.

My children drive me insane.

I'm bored to death without them.

I know exactly who I want to be.

But I have no idea who I really am.

Does anyone?

Do you?

Do you know exactly who you are?

Love, Misguided Mommy

posted on Sep. 3, 2011


Sep. 06 2011
Patty said…
Very powerful! It's all true and it does sound you like do know who you are.
Sep. 06 2011
Laura said…
I loooove this post. So honest and true to yourself. Rock on with all of it.


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