On back to school night, there I was sitting in Lee’s classroom with the other parents. When inevitably the teacher asks, “Is someone willing to be room mother?” My friend E raises her hand and looks at me, “we can do it together.” And all of the sudden I am co- room mother for Lee’s class.
I enjoy doing the things that being a room mother entails. I enjoy organizing parties, baking cupcakes and doing crafts with the kids. Oh yeah, I love holidays. LOVE them. I just don’t have the time.
I always wanted to be my childs room mother. I wanted to be the mother every child in the classroom loved. I wanted to be there for all the kids class parties. Go on all their field trips. The reality is, I don’t have time. With three kids in school, I just can’t do everything.
You have dreams of the mother you are going to be. None of my childhood dreams involved being a single mother. So I don’t have time to be the room mother but I’m going to pretend I can be the mother I always wanted to be and try. I’ll let you know how it goes.
