Geez,
Seems like many here are really interested in the particulars of my life, to the extent of going back over posts over a year old to find some discrepancy. I don't know what that would prove, however, I can't fathom why the rest of you "perfect moms" have the time to play detective. A typo! My ds is 8, not 9! For those of you who are trying to turn this into some sort of plot from a mystery novel, well, sorry....
Also, my dd is quite capable of normal speech. She just mumbles at times, partly due to her teeth (which, of course, according to one of you, I don't bother to take care of!) I have tried correcting her, using all the suggestions so thoughtfully provided here (oh, yes, they aren't original. I can think, too). Such as mumbling at her so she sees what its like, having her put her fingers in her ears to see what a hearing loss is like, etc. Just doesn't work. What I've finally taken to doing is to just ignore her if she doesn't speak clearly (btw, I'm not the only one who says she mumbles at times). I figure if what she's saying is important enough for a response, she will repeat herself without my prompting. If not, its not important enough for me to get my head sanpped off when I ask her to please repeat herself.
Many of you think my dd is entitled to act inappropriately because she's disappointed because we didn't make the Disney trip this year. Well, that's life. You don't get to live it in Disneyworld! I did try for something nice, but then I'm accused of "wanting a night in a nice hotel for myself." Well, excuse me! I guess it would have been ok if I didn't enjoy it? Actually, if I was just looking for something to please myself, why did I go home instead of back to the hotel? I could have enjoyed the suite for a few hours myself.
And why does everyone accuse me of caring more about a cat than my daughter? I just mentioned that he's dying from cancer, which, along with other things, affected my mood. I did the best I could under the circumstances to give dd a nice birthday and she ends up making me feel like garbage. Well, it really is about time she learns that other people, even moms, have feelings too. Oh, and I guess I was awful because I didn't get in the pool with them. Well, they had a great time without me there. Like I explained, I wasn't able to get in the pool due to a psoraisis flare up. If you had psoraisis, you'd understand. If you don't, you wouldn't, and I won't waste my time explaining it to you. Apparently, I'm just the wicked witch. Let's see, I spent over $600 (that included birthday presents), planned what I thought was a nice time (of course, it was just for selfish me, who spent about 15 minutes in the hotel room), and all I give a flip about is a cat! Never know I was so awful!
When I was a kid I got a cake, a few presents, and that was it (nor did I expect more!). I didn't get trips to Disney, etc. Well, perhaps I should just stop trying to please dd (Oh, that's right, I forgot, I did all that for me). Next year, its a cake, a few presents, and the cat will be long dead so I won't have to divide my loyalities. Guess I jusat don't belong to the "Mommy Perfect" club!