180° Mama

Why 180° Mama?

Because I'm really hot?  Ha!  Not unless sweating counts.  It's because I spend most of my time trying to corral four kids and I've realized that they, and I, can swing about 180 degrees from one minute to the next.

Would I love to pretend that parenting is all pure awesomeness, peace, and those Madonna and Child moments?  Sure, but I'm trying to teach the kids that lying isn't generally the best idea.  Parenting tends to be more like "early to bed, early to rise" when I'd rather do the opposite.  It's Disney Channel instead of HBO.  Candyland (where no one gets booted back to the gingerbread guy or candy cane) instead of Game of Thrones.

180° Mama is the mom you become when you discover your 6 year old wrote with pink gel pen on the leather car seat.  It's when you realize what she wrote is, "I love Mom".  With a heart.  It's discovering that hand sanitizer will take out 98% of the mark, but still leave a little bit to remind you that, while it would have been nice if she'd have stuck to paper, it could have been a lot worse.

It's wanting to sell them on Ebay just to get 5 minutes of peace and quiet, but not knowing what you'd do without them... or what you'd do with 5 minutes of peace and quiet.