In a strange fit of optimism and productivity at the end of last year (perhaps I was drugged?), I made a list of ten things I wanted to accomplish in 2013. They weren’t resolutions, per se, as I am perfect and wonderful and need not resolve to be anything more, but they were worthy goals nonetheless. None were too lofty and I was certain I’d have no trouble checking each one off the ol’ to-do list by, oh, June or so. Easy peasy!
Let’s see how I really did:
10) Make the poor kid a baby book.
RESULT: FAIL (technically)
Technically, I did not do this. BUT! I do make an annual family scrapbook documenting all of the year’s highlights and activities, and of course this blog itself is a lovely record of his childhood (and my insanity) — isn’t that enough? If Bubba complains about the lack of a real baby book someday, I’ll just remind him about all the less fortunate children whose mothers opted not to publicly expose their life stories for all the world to mock1. That’ll shut him up.
9) Come up with other things to feed him besides mac and cheese, ham and bread, spaghetti, and chicken nuggets.
RESULT: PASS (technically…I never said anything about vegetables)
He eats hot dogs now! And quesadillas, occasionally. So…best mom ever?
8) Take Bubba on a beach outing.
RESULT: PASS (for real!)
We actually did this! I’m not sure how much credit I really deserve, considering we live literally 10 miles from the ocean and it took approximately no planning or effort whatsoever, but no matter. He thoroughly enjoyed:
7) Enlist an actual barber to cut Bubba’s hair.
RESULT: PASS!
Another victory! We are regulars at Supercuts now, and he has even progressed from screaming in fear to reluctant acceptance:
6) Figure out my childcare/daycare situation.
RESULT: PASS!
I’m on a roll, kids! Bubba started attending my neighbor’s daycare in February, and it has been FAN-FREAKIN-TASTIC. In fact, I feel like a complete idiot for having fought it for so long, so let’s all just pretend I totally didn’t nearly suffer an emotional collapse over it last year and move along.
5) Brush his teeth…every day.
RESULT: PASS (with assistance)
I accomplished this goal by assigning it to Daddy. Woohoo! Let him get bit by a toddler vampire every night.
4) Do all the fun Halloween stuff (pumpkin patch and subsequent carving of said pumpkins, costume, etc).
RESULT: COMPLETE FAIL
Goddammit, I was doing so well. I tried, though, remember? It was Bubba who decided Halloween was for suckers, not me.
3) Participate in a “mommy and me” class of some sort.
RESULT: HA! I hate other people3.
2) Get some professional photos taken.
RESULT: PASS…?
We did indeed pay someone with a camera to take pictures of us! Whether the results of that harrowing experience qualify as “professional photos” is up for debate, but that’s hardly my fault.
1) Make Bubba his very own quilty.
RESULT: NOT EVEN CLOSE
Isn’t it cute that I thought I’d have time for sewing projects? Bubba’s lucky he has clean sheets most nights — if he wants a custom hand-made blanket, he’s going to have to take something off my plate to free up some time. Can two-year-olds be trusted to make dinner?
A few missed goals aside, 2013 was a great year for me. At the risk of sounding like a serious person (god forbid!) for a moment, I’d like to acknowledge that I am so enormously happy and content with my wonderful life, and it keeps getting better — sometimes I just stop and marvel at my seemingly endless capacity for happiness. It’s hard to imagine that 2014 could prove to be an even better year, but based on the upward trend of my last few years, I can only assume it will indeed be a banner year!
Especially since I’m not wasting my time with any goals or resolutions this year. ANARCHY!
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Footnotes:
1And by “all the world” I mean “my seven loyal fans2.”
2And by “fans” I mean “people who accidentally clicked on my link thinking it was something else.”
3Except for you! You’re special! Don’t leave.