Perfectly imperfect momma

After a fabulous kid free weekend I was happy to have the Monster back. As glorious as the silence was sometimes it’s the chaos we miss the most.

As Grandma and Papa walked out our door Sunday afternoon the Monster screamed, “yall come back next time” I think he’s already planning another camping trip. It was nice to have a whole weekend to myself, it doesn’t happen often, but when it does I try my damnest to embrace it.

This post will show just how damn dysfunctional or smart I really am- you can take your pick .I’m kind of crazy when it comes to who I allow and or trust around my kid. Ok, more like fucking insane.

Max, at the age of 3 has only stayed with my parents. I won’t allow him to stay with anyone else for a short or extended amount of time without me or the Officer. Sound bitchy? If there’s one thing I’ve learned during these three years of mother hood it’s that sometimes it’s ok to be bitchy, especially when it comes to your kid. I trust no one. (And it’s doesn’t hurt that grandma is a critical care nurse either)

With that being said, who do you trust your kids with? Our greatest gift is our children and our only job is to provide for them while offering the utmost protection. Protection, something you wouldn’t think would be so hard to provide, proves to be just the opposite in today’s hellish world.

With a motto of trust no one and suspect everyone you can imagine when it came time for day-care I was a little on the stressed and apprehensive side. I took two days’ vacation to research and visit all the centers I was interested in. On one hand, I felt I had armed myself and done more research than the “average” parent would have done but, still even with all that effort–face time and paper work, how could I be certain that where I was taking my child for 9 hours a day, he would safe from harm’s way and evil hands. Could I really? Was I just wasting my time? Did it all make a difference?

After a lot of hard work and by the glory of God I believe I was lead to and chose the center that was right for my son. We’ve been blessed to deal with some really special people that truely love their job and children.  I, still to this day keep up on my research and inspections at the center he is currently at. I want to make sure they are on top of their game- employing the best of the best for our children whom can’t defend themselves and so far I’ve been pleased. I’ve not dropped my guard by any means, I still trust no one and suspect everyone. With an Officer for a husband and all the shit going on in the world today, can you blame me?

The world is full with evil and walking among it is our children, our innocent children that look to us for protection, guidance and certainty. What measure do you go to, to ensure your child’s safety? Who do you trust around your child? Am I being over-protective and ridcouloius—will my actions cause trust issues within my own child?