As the single mother of three incredible children, I encounter things on a regular basis that I feel the urge to share. I share some things with the hope that they will somehow help another parent and others are shared out of pure and utter frustration. However, the episodes I like to share the most are those every day "you should have been there" incidents.
In raising children, moments like these are of course inevitable. I have had many of them over the years, as my thirteen year-old son and eleven year-old daughter have kept me thoroughly entertained, baffled and at times ready to pull my hair out! However, it is my Midge who wins the prize. She is the perfect little combination of each of us wrapped up into this amazing little person, and although her siblings hate to admit it, she is hysterically funny.
It may be because she is my youngest that I notice these moments and have a greater appreciation for them, but what I really would like to believe is that she is of course brilliant and that the things that come out of her mouth are unmatched by any other four year-old - anywhere ! - O.K. clearly this is not the case. But, Midge is special and captivating, and a force to be reckoned with.
Midges' real name is Ally, or as I like to call her - Ally Marie Marie McGee, Ally Baba, Ally Ba-Dally, Al the list is long. I'm surprised she actually knows her real name. Because I am a single mother, we, of course, spend ample alone time together, and I often wish I had someone to share these moments with as they play out. I desparately need an outlet for my daily, sometimes multiple, doses of Midge. Sharing these moments with her siblings is often deflating, because as one might imagine, to them, she is annoying. Having no other adult in the house to witness her humor, is somewhat sad to me.
She may never be aware that she is in part responsible for helping me through the last couple years of my life. The joy she brings to every day has helped to keep me grounded during times where I had forgotten who I was. With even the simplest of statements, her enormous smile or contagious laugh she can alleviate my stress and brighten my mood.
My life has been filled with ups and downs (lots of downs), moments where I wanted to cry, scream, rant, rave and throw in the towel. BUT, life is good, and in the moments that she makes me smile, Midge steals my heart and makes everything else okay...
So, I will leave you with one of my favorite (short) conversations from "The World According to Midge"...
"Mom, when you and daddy were together ... did you sleep in the same bed?"
"Of course sweetie, mommy and daddy were married... "
Long drawn out silence and finally the look...
"ewwwww, that is gross - daddy sleeps in his underwear !"