Hi guys! Happy Wednesday!…..woah, wait…it’s ONLY TUESDAY!! (Why does today feel like a Wednesday!!!) Anyway, today was not just Amazon Prime day but also National Cow Appreciation Day at Chick-fil-a! It’s a day where you dress up as a cow and get a free meal for having the courage of showing up in anything cow related. For a Chick-fil-a lover, this is HUGE!! IT’S A FREE MEAL!! (AWESOME!!) And since I have a small child, what better excuse to take Izzy for the experience! (Ok, so that sounded way better in my head then the actual experience)
So we decided to go after finishing up all our errands, which was around 1pm. (Disclaimer: we usually eat lunch around 11am…cue blood sugar dropping) and again, we live in Houston, where it’s hot and humid all day long (ok, things are not looking good for me…) and Izzy almost fell asleep in the car (…so now Izzy is going to be cranky). This is looking like a recipe for disaster…
Why is it that every time there is some event that includes anything free or super discounted Izzy generally goes crazy and then my mom-ster face comes out?! I mean, I set this super high expectation of having this wonderful moment with Izzy and then it just goes to crap…do other moms go through this as well? Anyway, this trip was also one of those high expectation trips where we were going to make memories! Well, we did…just not the picture perfect ones.
We walk into the restaurant and immediately I look around and see moms with their little ones and possibly thinking to themselves “this is going to be a great idea” and that their toddler would act differently because, of course, it’s Chick-fil-a! But I see that all too familiar face that every mom has, the panic-calm face…you know, the one that says “I’m under control and everything is ok”, but really they are really thinking “this was a huge mistake! please don’t flop on the floor in front of everybody!!” I also put on that face to blend in with the other moms.
So then their cow mascot comes out and generally Izzy doesn’t get scared when she sees the cow or any walking creatures, but of course, there’s always that one child has to ruin it for the rest of them. (sorry, if your child does get scared) But it’s like a domino effect,one child starts screaming and then every kid is scared because they are thinking, “well, that kid is freaking out, so I have to as well!!” So, Izzy immediately freaks out and starts screaming…like you can hear her down the street screaming. I try to calm her down and say like “it’s ok, it’s just moo-cow, he’s nice!” Nope, that just makes it worse! So, I’m dealing with that for the next 10 minutes which feels a lot like 30 minutes and just can’t wait to order the food and get something to eat before I loose it!
We finally sit down, ketchup and mustard is flying all over the place, Izzy keeps repeating that she wants a balloon, and all I’m wanting to do at this point is go to my happy place…with my chicken nuggets. I quickly notice that there are other moms in the same boat as myself; telling their children to eat their nuggets, don’t just eat the ketchup, don’t throw your waffle fry at your brother…you get it mama, you’ve been there too. I slowly go into this trance…and I think it’s a fry-trance, because I’ve already finished my waffle fries and now I’m digging into Izzy (she doesn’t need those anyways, just the nuggets…right?).
Suddenly all is well in the world, Izzy is a lot calmer, I’m a lot calmer and not shaking from hunger and increased endorphins from trying to wrangle my child, and we’re both happy and taking pictures. So the pictures aren’t great but I’ll take whatever I can get! So, all in all, it was an experience none the less but I’ve really got to learn to lower my expectations with my toddler. She’s only two and doesn’t really know what’s going on in the world and her only way of expressing herself is through what she already knows, which some of the time it’s going to be yelling and screaming (not saying that it’s good to do that but it happens).
As moms, we just have to really step out of the situation and really decide if we want this to be a headache moment or just allow it to happen without any control to it. I know this is a tough subject for me since I’m a huge perfectionist and I always want it to be perfect and in control, but it never is and I have to be ok with that. She’s growing and learning and so am I. Motherhood is a tough job and can never be mastered, it’s a job that continues to grow and evolve as your child grows.
Thank you so much for listening and if you have similar stories I’d love to hear them! Or if there is anything you would love to share about motherhood or anything, I would love to hear from you!
Talk to you later!