Eating Crow

Don’t you hate it when you make a statement and then find yourself months or years later eating crow?

I had my first child at 34; so when my friends started having babies in their mid-twenties, I had plenty of time to watch and judge. Isn’t that what childless people do? They watch and think to themselves, THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN TO ME!! I mean who lets a toddler get the better of them? What kind of wimp gets their spirit broken by lunch time? And while I still stand by some of my statements, I have enjoyed a nice serving of crow in the last couple of months. The best part is watching my friends laugh and smile with “I told you so” glimmering in their eyes.

So my advice for new moms out there is watch out! We all are going to eat something we said. My most humbling experience to date happened just this month. After 365 fights with my toddler before 8 a.m., I lost steam. And when getting dressed for school derailed, I said – ok wear your pajamas to school – what do I care? Next thing I know I am dropping my 26 pound wrecking ball off at school with a big monkey on her pink pajama top. I am open about my transgressions and quickly updated my status on Facebook for the world to dish it out. I can take it.

So there you have it…I said I will never… and the statement has since come back to feed me crow!

So what do you say you would never do that turned into an unfortunate reality? A friend of mine at work just confessed to the fact that she discusses bowel movements with the enthusiasm of a play-by-play announcer and swore she would never talk about poop. How about you, any “I never” statements come back and bite ya?