Confession

I planned to first finish the look of the blog and then actually write blog posts, but that might be a while with all that free time I get around here. So here we go.

I have recently realized that I am a bad mom. Seriously. My three year old watches TV all day, forget about having a curriculum so that he gets to practice skills and knowledge important for kindergarten. Apparently, that's something you do for your stay at home three year olds these days in your spare time. He also sometimes gets popsicles before breakfast just so that he does not run out half naked when I am taking the dog out.

And don't even get me started on the boys. Not only do I keep forgetting to use sign language with them, but I frequently forget to talk to them to begin with. No wonder my kids don't talk before their third birthday. Even my resolve to use Czech as the main language between us is failing, even though a second language is proven to improve their math skills and musical abilities (which they have none to begin with, thank you genes). I am also failing at reading to them every day as I had every intentions of doing even though they do love their books. And don't even get me started on the whole physical therapy and making sure they meet their physical milestones such as rolling and sitting up. Apparently, my assumption that all you need to do is to plop them on their bellies was completely wrong. But, they do watch TV. Ice Age tonight in particular when I was trying to actually finish dinner for the first time in about a week or so. On top of that all the house is a complete mess. So I am not entirely sure where the heck my time is going, but it sure seems to be gone way before I manage to actually do anything.

The worst part? I don't even care. I have four kids when I wake up and I have four kids when I fall asleep, goal accomplished. It's not like I am wasting time on things like showers and lunches. Someone once said that once you have enough kids, you stop wasting time on worrying about a lot of things because you are simply too busy to give them more than a thought right before you hit the bed (or possibly during your middle of the night pumping, when it comes to that). I guess that's where I am right now. Hi, my name is Kat and I am a bad mom.