THE DAY ‘PERFECT MUM’ LOST IT
I am the person I am today due to an episode I like to call my “Nervy Turn”.
Yes, I was one of THOSE mums.
Those mums who strive to be perfect.
Smiley, shiny mums who carried homemade treats in Tupperware containers and always had wet wipes in their bag. The type of mum who pulled notes out of school bags each day and sat down at her desk to action each piece of paper.
The type of mum who would look at a mundane task she was completing and ponder: “How can this be done better?”
I pulled all of the towels out of my linen cupboard once because someone on Oprah showed me how to fold towels the way they do them in the shops so they stack nicely and look neat.
I used to fold t-shirts using a board like they do in clothing stores, so they stacked nicely and looked neat.
Yeah. I was that mum.
And nobody gave a shit.
No one in my family gave a shit that is. They could not care less how the towels were stacked or how their t-shirts looked in the drawer. No one cared whether the cake they were hoovering was homemade or store bought. They had other things to worry about. Like how late they got to stay up.
I continued on this merry path to Crazyville until one day my body stopped. And my mind blanked.
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92 Responses to this article
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MadamBipolar February 7, 2012
I am so proud of you for coming out and saying this. It is not easy to say – I had a mild case of depression with some anxiety. This kind of writing normalises a stigmatised condition.Well done. You have done well, my girl. Love you totally. So proud.
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Eliza February 7, 2012
another brilliant, honest piece from you Mrs Woog… and it is so true. I often wonder how THOSE mums do it all and do it so well, and I try to be like them. Lucky for me and my sanity I am an underachiever, LOL
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Zoey @ Good Googs February 7, 2012
I read through the first page thinking that I had clicked through to the wrong article because there was no way Mrs Woog was a Stepford Mum!
You bared your soul and it’s a beautiful one.
xox
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Mrs Woog February 7, 2012
Thanks darling! I think of it as my lost years x
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smile chickie February 7, 2012
oh mrs woog, i have so felt your pain!
i too have attended oprah’s towel folding masterclass and don’t even start me on tupperware.
the day of my meltdown, the day when i came to the realisation that the bloody wonder woman suit only comes in size 6 latex and i was never going to fit.. was a fine fine day
my daughters are now 17 and 18, the towel cupboard is a disgrace, the tupperware collection is missing almost all of its lids and there’s “bought biscuits” a-plenty…. but we all survived and, you’re right, nobody who mattered noticed the bloody difference. x-
Mrs Woog February 7, 2012
Thanks for sharing and understanding! It seems there are a few reformed “Perfect Mums” out there! xx
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Mrs Woog February 7, 2012
Thanks! It is not easy to put it out there. xx
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Kirsty Rice February 7, 2012
Hooray for imperfect Mums. Being the “perfect” Mum has nothing to do with housecleaning, baking or towel folding. I admire so much about the way you parent Mrs Woog – your recent trip to school with H and how you’ve raised J – you. rock.
Kirsty – 4 kids, 20 suitcases and a beagle.
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mama mogantosh February 7, 2012
Bravo Mrs Woog, a hilarious, honest and insightful piece of writing as always. x
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bigwords February 7, 2012
Mrs Woog you are a wonderful woman with the kindest heart. Every time someone says it’s ok to stop trying to be the “perfect mum” helps someone out there struggling with it – me included. Thanks honey x
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Danimezza February 7, 2012
I love you as always, if not more oxox
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Megs February 7, 2012
Thank you thank you thank you. Have just returned to work after 11 months maternity leave & trying to be all things to all people. I needed this article. A lot. xxx
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Megan Blandford February 7, 2012
Wow. It’s wonderful that you let yourself just be you, Mrs Woog. In the scheme of things, it’s all just so bloody unimportant. My mum has a saying: ‘Your kids will remember the fun times they had, not how clean the house was’. So true, and I think many of us have had to learn that the hard way.
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dramaqueen75 February 7, 2012
Wow- I am amazed how many of us have “been there”.
At about the age of 38 I realised I was desperately unhappy. I was putting everyone else first, trying hard to balance work, family, husband and home and losing myself in the process.
I didn’t like who I had become – everyone’s doormat and a martyr to boot. Woah was me!
I could blame everything on everyone else. I was chubby because I had to look after the kids, my fashion sense was back somewhere in the mid 90′s, my social life had shrunk and I was doing nothing creative.
So, I turned it around. I started running, I got fit and healthy, I joined the local theatre company and found myself doing Shakespeare for the first time, I started saying no to lots of things I didn’t really want to do and yes to the things I did.
I stopped crying into my pillow at night and found my smile again.
I was happy, the kids were happy and, as my hubby with attest “happy wife happy life”
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Sarah February 7, 2012
Thank you – a joy to read.
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Lisa Lintern February 7, 2012
You don’t know how much I needed to read this today. Thank you Mrs Woog. x
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Anne Looby February 7, 2012
Go Mrs Woog!! That is brilliant. Thank you.
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Carolyn February 7, 2012
I have never been one of the perfect mums that you’ve described.
I’ve always thought that my kids would never remember if the floor was clean but would remember me getting down on the floor to play with them.
I was once with a group of mums after drop off at kindegarten, one of them said with genuine horror that she had left the house that morning without making all the beds and doing the breakfast dishes.
I never even knew that was something one should aspire to. I figured I was winning if I got the kids to school on time without anyone losing a shoe!
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amd August 4, 2012
Your comment made me laugh. I once had a friend say to me “I can’t leave the house if the beds aren’t made”. Seriously? I replied “I have been known to leave the house BECAUSE the beds aren’t made”. Many times I have looked at the crappy household chores and run for my life.
Great piece though, highly entertaining, and glad the author has moved on from the pointlessness of perfectionism.
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Nell February 7, 2012
I’m so glad I’m not alone. Although I still love to bake, ironing and laundry can go jump. No-one’s going to die if I don’t iron a shirt or 20.
Thanks for sharing today, Mrs Woog -
Veggie Mama February 7, 2012
And I’m yet to see a better mum xx
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Jane Furnell February 7, 2012
I used to aspire to be one of those Mums, but there was always someone who would trump me. I began to realise that there are better goals in life than always having an immaculate house, with immaculately-groomed children and nothing but organic home-made food in their lunch boxes. Like having close relationships with the people in my family. Don’t get me wrong, I can still have a bit of a fit when someone tromps all over my newly mopped floor. But a house needs to look lived in to be a home, and kids need to get grotty and they get snotty and sometimes I am still in my jammies at 11am.
I witnessed the melt-down of one of those Mums once, which really put things in perspective for me. It was at kindergym, and this poor woman who was always so even-tempered and dressed magnificently, absolutely lost the plot (not even sure why), and burst into tears and packed up her kids and took them away , closely followed by one of her posse of magnificently dressed Mums, and i thought ‘ Shit, if she can’t cope, what the hell do I think I am trying to do?’ It was liberating to say the least.
So now I aim for realistic. I have 4 kids, a husband, a dog, 4 chooks and assorted birds and I am a full-time student, and at times, something’s gotta give. Like a home-cooked meal every night, or a clean bathroom. -
Suzanne February 7, 2012
I relate to this soooooo much. Unfortunately I didn’t change until my first marriage ended!!!! Then I thought, well alot of good all that perfection did for me!
And you’re right……kids don’t give a fuck!!!
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jillian February 7, 2012
I have missed you Mrs Woog! I have been out of the cyber loop and reading this is like coming home. Thank you! I love the bit about Pap Smears – “You need to stay on top of that shit.” Awesome.
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Rachel Smith February 7, 2012
Agree – I snorted tea at that bit. Mrs Woog is a total hoot
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Debyl1 February 7, 2012
Thankyou so so much.I needed to hear that some one I admire greatly, who seems so cheerful all the time, has had her moments.Makes me feel normal.When I stopped doing the perfect mum stuff because no one gave a shit I felt a bit of a failure.I couldnt see why they didnt appreciate what I was doing for them and the love I was putting into it.Although now and then when my teenage daughter has a hormone raging fit she rubs my nose in the fact of what i dont do any more…so makes it bit hard to not to still feel a failure .
By reading your honest post and all the comments I now know its ok.I think/hope I will start to feel better from here. -
anna February 7, 2012
good on you i know how it feels
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Rachel February 7, 2012
I remember so clearly, just after giving birth to my son, thinking I had to be the perfect mum (whatever that is).
I put so much pressure on myself that I was completely overwhelmed.
I wanted to be just like my mum (who is the perfect mum in my eyes). However, I am not my mum.
I have fumbled my way through the last five years and my darling son thinks I am the ants pants. I love him so much. -
Kerri Sackville February 7, 2012
You have made me cry with laughter many times, but you just made me cry for another reason altogether.
An absolutely magnificent read. I am proud to know you. xxxx -
edenland February 7, 2012
Oh my god.
This is my favourite post of anything you have ever written, and further proof of why I adore the HELL out of you so very very much. YOU ARE REAL.
Testify, sister.
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Caro Webster February 7, 2012
Linen cupboard? What’s that? Our towels go from bathroom to body to amorphous mess on bathroom floor to washing machine to clothes basket and back to body again. I dig crumpled, scratchy towels and the lack of angst it engenders.
Brilliant post as always. x -
Nikki @ Styling You February 7, 2012
You rock my world Woogsie x
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Mama K February 7, 2012
I am/was this mum and admittedly reading this I’m not sure if I should laugh or cry. Like you say no one else cares and while I’d like to think I’m reformed, old habits die hard… One day I’ll ditch the Martha Stewart ways for good and adopt a little more Woog.
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Suzyb February 7, 2012
What perfect timing.
I just returned from the doctor who told me I have depression. Yes I try to do all those things and run business from home.
Boy are my family in for a shock this week !
thank you Mrs Woog and the Hoopla
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Top Bird @ Wee Birdy February 7, 2012
Bravo, and long may the towels be crumpled! I choose sanity over sanctity all the time. love, Anxiety Girl.
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KJ February 7, 2012
Dear Mrs Woog,
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Yesterday I sat on a counsellor’s couch (OK, she is strictly a psychotherapist, but I’m not cool with seeing a ‘therapist’) and poured out my pathetic, early middle-age angst into her lap. Diagnosis: I need to take care of me
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Thanks for a further reminder, Mrs Woog!
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Seana Smith February 7, 2012
Ah Mrs Woog, I am horrified to hear of these crazy attempts as perfection parenting and am over the moon that you got all that nonsense out of your system and became the Wise Mrs Woog we know and love.
You’re leading other mothers out of the temptation to be anything other than merely mediocre… mediocre mumming is the business.
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Sam-O February 7, 2012
This just happened to me.
I have not quite resolved myself to less than perfect, but as I sit here in my unvacuumed, unswept house with a dishwasher to unload and last nights dishes sitting on the sink, I realise I am probably further along than I thought.
Love your writing Mrs Woog.
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Jules February 7, 2012
I.love.this.article…..thankyou
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TB February 7, 2012
Thanks Mrs Woogs for smashing the ideals about the perfect ‘supermum’.
Can I suggest that the next topic of domestic discussion be about the ‘perfect married sex life’? Been talking to recently separated friends who said that they had not had sex or intimacy for years – and they thought that was ‘normal’ (hmm and now they realise that was what they were missing). Over to you Mrs Woogs….
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WorkingMumsAustralia February 7, 2012
Good on you Mrs Woog! Making life easier for the rest of us xxxx
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carol @ perennial February 7, 2012
Great Post – my moment came in the shower when I realised I wasn’t sure how to turn off the tap. I stayed there til the water was cold and hubbie found me shivering, lookin- blogperennial.blogspot.comg at the taps like they were from another planet. A great GP, some good drugs, a dose of ACT with a fabulous psychologist and I am happy. My husband is happy. My kids are happy. My towel cupboard is perfect (hard to let some things go) but my kids’ cupboards are a total disaster and I don’t care.
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Celia February 7, 2012
Mrs Woog, that’s twice in one week I’ve been moved to share your words of wisdom with my friends. You rock. Thankyou
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kim at allconsuming February 7, 2012
You know, the Divine Ms M was the ONLY one who voiced her concern at some rather dramatic self-destructive behaviours I started to engage in when Oscar was wee. She gave me the name and number of a good psychiatrist. Who I ended up seeing for about six years. (Now I see a guy on this side.) If she hadn’t been brave enough to say what she’d said – in light of everything that has happened since – I probably would not be here. She called it, I responded and here I stand. Mum to four boys in a house resembling a bomb site. They notice when I clean it (Them: wow mum, the floor in the bathroom looks BRAND NEW. Me: well yes, if you boys peed LESS on it that’s how it’d look all the time) but it certainly doesn’t stop them trashing it all over again. And therein lies the lesson. I think.
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Lisa @ Home/Work/Mum February 7, 2012
Thank you Mrs. Woog, you normal darling. I was my own worst enemy, especially as I work from home, thought I should be able to be the supermum with a sparkling house at all times. I’m sorry, but I’m just not that person.
Well done to anyone who can pull it all together, but surely sooner or later, something’s gotta give?
Thank you for choosing to use your profile to show the reality of being a mum. Now we all just need to be a little bit easier on ourselves. Now I’m going to NOT fold my washing.
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Jay @ Moodie Foodie February 7, 2012
We have all been there Mrs Woog! Great article.
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Bec February 7, 2012
Mrs Woog, your posts always make my day and this one is a pearler. I’m off now to not do the housework.
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royce February 7, 2012
Well put…. well expressed…. you’ve said it all…. now for ‘me’ time….. Now enough!
I am a bloke. I appreciate how hard it was before you had your Hissie Fit….. but be warned, the new you needs to not harp on about it too much.
As ‘not theperfect mum’… you get to enjoy life a little more, but don’t get the sooking rights you once had.
Happy times….
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Jacqui Horwood February 7, 2012
Good on you for reclaiming yourself, Mrs Woog. I have never strived to be a perfectionist but I still suffer lashings of anxiety – so I can only imagine how you were feeling.
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Jenny February 7, 2012
Mrs W, I’m glad I’m not alone! I too, look at the perfect mums with perfect families, perfect homes, gym memberships and confidence to take on the world and often wonder why I’m the only one who can’t always get it together. i was hit by the anxiety truck many years ago after working with a god awful boss (who you might remember) which turned me into a stress ball. Life is good, but if I take on too much that truck comes and whacks me in the ass full force. It’s good to have a laugh about it and remember that it’s ok to be disfuctional!!! My kids are happy, I’m happy, my husband is happy and even the dog forgives me if she doesn’t get a walk everyday. And yes, we are having leftovers for dinner tonight! That’s called keeping it real:)
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leah pallaris February 7, 2012
love reading the article, WOW, we mothers unite in similar stories..
I decided one day, that if we seek perfection we will either be in the funny farm, or the hospital. So I live each day with my best, and perfection’s got nothin to do with it..Life is too short for petty problems, so time is more important than house work, i read and play and sit and enjoy the roses,just remember the BRADY BUNCH, well years later those kids had real issues, makes you wonder, even though it was just a show, the real lessons of family are that doing your best ius good enough.. NO EXPECTATIONS THAT ARE TOO FAR FETCHED, AND KEEPING IT SIMPLE AND SWEET WILL DO JUST FINE…. Progress is being content with what you have in life…. No need to keep up with the JONES, they usually are keeping up with the SMITHS, and so on… -
Tors February 7, 2012
Your friend deserves a medal for taking swift, decisive action like that. You’re so lucky to have her!
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Amanda February 7, 2012
I’ve been trying to let go for some time now but can’t seem to be able to. I quite regularly have a cry at night when I’ve finally sat down at 9:30 or go mental at my husband when he puts a dish in the sink instead of the dishwasher. When I ask for help I get the eye roll. It’s very exhausting. But everytime I decide to be a bit slacker someone drops in and I start apologizing for the mess. Any hints on how u let go of it?
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NicNac February 7, 2012
Yep. I’ve been there too. The straw that broke the camels back came when we had to move out ’cause we were renovating. I put my back out and ended up on valium, unable to move for a week. That’s when the panic attacks started. Still working on not trying to be the perfect wife and mother with the perfect house but posts like this – and the gorgeous comments that followed – sure as hell make it easier! The key for me is surrounding myself with ‘real’ people. They’re the ones who don’t judge you if your house is a tip or your kids have processed food in their lunch boxes.
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NicNac February 7, 2012
Stop apologising for a start and imagine if the situation were reversed. If you went to someone’s house and it was a bit of a mess would you judge them? Would you care? I reckon people feel more relaxed if the house isn’t perfect and there’s a bit of a mess – makes it seem like real people live there! It’s hard though, I know. Oh, and find something that you love to do, that feeds your soul – and give yourself permission to do it. x
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Anita February 7, 2012
Standing ovation Mrs Woog. Please serving up the healthy doses of reality. It’s one thing to dream….another to just get through the day! Thanks too for making me feel a hell of a lot better about the state of my linen cupboard…it’s always a mess! As for airing out that dirty laundry…. A:)
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Mrs Woog February 7, 2012
Bit overwhelmed b the response to this post that I wrote through tears…. and then relief! So glad I am/was not alone in this.
Now go and get a pap smear.
Much grateful love
Mrs Woog xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx -
Pip February 7, 2012
So much awesome in this story. Thanks for sharing Mrs Woog & reminding me to chill out about the cooking, cleaning and cake making ( the Coles cookies I took to a party recently got more compliments than any of my home cookery anyway) Now for a hot bath …
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Melita February 7, 2012
I was just thinking I should be MORE like one of those mums and feeling secret shame at my linen cupboard deficiencies, store-bought baked goods (even though they were organic), rats eating my tomato plants (at least I grew some!) And my flying cockroach farm aka my living room. You’ve reminded me that a bit of household vermin and dishevelled towels are far preferable to a nervous breakdown. Thank you
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Mrs Savage February 7, 2012
So nice to read this the day after I took a drive at 8:30pm to check out the sunset….in my pyjamas. Sometimes kids drive you to this stuff and it’s ok to say so.
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Donna @ NappyDaze February 7, 2012
Bravo Mrs Woog, quite possibly my most fave post of yours ever. I am struggling with trying to achieve perfection in every aspect of my life, and always want to appear as if its all under control, and that I live in a super clean, super organised house all the time (& havent just done a mad dash to spring clean before visitors). I’m really trying to work on breaking this cycle at the moment and cut myself some slack. I’ll now be thinking of this post every step of the way xx
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SandsofTime February 7, 2012
I love this article. I love that you had the presence of mind to ask for help. I love that your friend was so awesome. And I love a cake based analogy, always.
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Samantha February 7, 2012
Been there, bought the T-Shirt!!!
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Anne Lawton February 7, 2012
Ha-ha! Love all the comments. Well, you brought up a very important issue Mrs Woog, and a very important bit of truth. It’s been brought up before, but nothing changes. Guess it’s up to all of us to make changes if we want them? Not easy I know though… ):
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Red Dalish February 7, 2012
Kudos, Mrs Woog. I love you even more.
Scratch the surface and you’ll find most mums have a pretty thin ‘perfect’ veneer. Like today when a pal admitted she had also not ever cleaned her oven, after I fessed I haven’t cleaned mine for the three years I’ve lived in my home.
Off to get my pap smear. Such me time. Joy of joys.
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Denyse Whelan February 8, 2012
Mrs W.
I love your story of getting real.
Can we form a group?
Love u Mrs W -
Kaye February 8, 2012
Mrs Woog Thankyou xx
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AmandaLee February 8, 2012
Sitting here at the computer reading The Hoopla instead of doing the housework. My daughter has a new friend coming to play from school this afternoon. She is an only child with high achieving parents. We have three kids who achieve at their own pace and clean up at their own pace (never clean up). Visitors are going to see disarray (chaos). What should I do? Deep breaths!!!!!
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Jackwafabwa February 8, 2012
I hope my kids will remember the time I spent playing dollhouse and lego with them, and not give a flying frogs that the house was a mess and the laundry basket overflowing.
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Gabbie February 8, 2012
Thank you for this Mrs Woog.
I very nearly destroyed my marriage by trying to people please everyone else but myself. I thought that being selfless meant the kids needs, my parents views on how we lived, my friends opinions and anyone else who chimed in with their two cents was much worthier listening to than the squished down, quiet little voice in the centre of my being.
My husband tried everything to coax me out and I fought him every step of the way. I thought he was trying to make me be someone I wasn’t and therefore how could he love who I was? I sure didn’t, or why else would I not give myself the chance to be heard – above all else, and speak about what mattered most – to me.
It took a full blown panic attack that hit me like the proverbial Mack truck to stop me from losing my husband, my family and my mind and bring me back to me. The real me. The “imperfect mother” that I am.
I’m getting to know her all over again and I think I like her.So thanks Mrs Woogs – for making it okay to not be perfect.
Lotsa love for you. X
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Amanda February 9, 2012
Gabbie, thank you. So heartfelt, and so real for so many young mothers. Working all that stuff out can waste precious years. Hope lots of women read your post. x
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Tania McCartney February 10, 2012
Brilliant. I’ve had 20 minute car-freezes for years and still go back for more. I’ve been pinged with pebbles and thwacked with bricks. I think I need to do something before the brick wall falls on me. Thank you.
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Mrs Woog February 10, 2012
Do it. Do it today. Much love to you Tania xx
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Farmers Wifey February 10, 2012
Lovely Mrs Woog, I’ve done this as well, I have severe Motherguilt. I wish I didn’t though xxx
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Maxabella February 10, 2012
Thank god you found the keys to freedom, Mrs Woog. x
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Trish February 10, 2012
Mrs Woog , I love you too – not one of us can be perfect we all have at least one crack
. Thank you for your honesty in sharing this and reminding me of the most important things – to enjoy life and my family. It has only been 1 week and I feel overwhelmed by school already.
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Caz Makepeace February 10, 2012
Love this post Mrs Woogs.
Life is all about the memories, and so we need to live each moment creating them. Keeping a perfect house or perfect mind won’t ever do this for you. How can it? If it is perfect there is nothing to create.
However, I do think my children know about where the cake comes from. Kalyra often tells me that I should in fact buy the cake as I am a terrible cooker who sends rock hard brownies into her pre-school on her birthday– see if I was perfect, we’d never have this funny memory to share!!
One reason why I LOVE travel so so much and am so grateful for it is because it taught me that life is all about living in the moment and when you do this every moment is joyous and precious.
Loving, laughing, sharing, enJOYing and just BEing. This is what your children will remember you for the most. Without a doubt!!
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Poggie February 10, 2012
OMG! Why am I only finding you now? You are my new favouritest thing in the world!
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Claireyhewitt February 11, 2012
I just can’t imagine anyone with a cupboard like that. My linen cupboard is similar to the plastics – open it fast before it all falls out, but every time I look at them I think there are a hundred women who think I am a bad Mum for living this way. Silly, but that is the way the mind works sometimes.
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Doreen March 13, 2012
Coming in late as only just seen all these wonderful messages.
My lesson was confirmed when after years of self recrimination, I apologised to the kids for not being the always there Mom. They looked at me as if I was from another planet, then hugged me and both said that in all they can only remember the love I gave them and not all the things I worried they had gone without. I call that success . -
Carol March 25, 2012
So glad you finally made it out of the perfection prison. I have… almost, but the price I pay, I don’t think it’s been worth it.
I’ve done the have-to-do-everything-according-to-others-rules & my husband believed it too. It almost ended my marriage. I played on the floor, the kids made cubby houses out of the upturned furniture. I was chastised for NOT doing the ironing & letting my husband contribute to the housework & ironing his own shirts. I have sent the kids to school with homemade everything, yes, including shool uniform. I have spent days in my backyard swinging my daughter. I know the playschool song almost backwards.
Now, I tell them all the “cleaning” things I have done during the day. If I cook a meal, it’s a miracle. Anything to have them notice that I’ve contributed. I’ve had 2 breakdowns in 23 years, spent time in a psych unit, & apart from my husband & kids, the grim reaper will be the only other person at my funeral!
I’m ok, just got a virus.
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Maid In Australia September 12, 2012
I hear you Mrs Woog. I realised long ago I can’t do the perfect mum thing and would rather build memories with my kids than have a perfect home. But I have friends and relatives who AREN’T like that and who judge me for never getting to the bottom of the laundry pile, or having a messy kitchen. What do you do about that?















