There are no truer words to describe the woman I am today than that saying above. However, it was a rocky road to get here. You see, I was an awful child. “Lindsey Michelle the kid from hell”, I can’t make that up. That was what my parents and some of their closest friends called me. They were somewhat kidding but mostly serious. After some of the stories I have been told about myself I can’t say that I blame them. I was that kid that you see in stores or restaurants having a complete melt down because they didn’t get their way or something. You know, that kid that you always say you will NEVER have. Well, I was THAT kid. (Sorry mom) I’m thankful she didn’t strangle me in those early years because I know I was a terror.
(in the famous words of Elvis “She’s the devil in disguise”)
I made it into early childhood but I was still an awful child. Not in school of course, the teachers told my mother I was such an angel. HA!! Not so much to my parents especially my poor mother. I was a smart mouth, back talker and an eye roller (I still haven’t outgrown that…my husband despises it). Looking back I really don’t know why I was so terrible, but none the less I was. Don’t get me wrong I could be really sweet and I wasn’t a trouble maker, I just had a big smart mouth on me. Again, thanks mom for not killing me… you have great restraint.
(obviously I was pissed and in trouble)
Growing up I never appreciated all that my mother did and all that she taught me. She was, in my eyes, insane with all of her crazy and obsessive cleaning habits, her shopping and price comparing drove me bananas, and how she would always call to dispute billing issues no matter how small the amount. I ALWAYS said that would never be me. I kept my room in shambles and she would yell for days. Of course, I thought she had way too high of standards and swore I would never ever be that anal.
Well, the apple didn’t fall from the tree. I am my mother made over. All of those things she was trying to teach me while probably feeling it was useless and like talking to a brick wall weren’t useless at all. My house now stays pretty spotless and I price compare like no ones business. Oh and disputes on bills…I learned from the best! My husband makes me handle all of the phone calls with important stuff because he know I will ALWAYS win. (thanks mom) All of the things I thought she was obsessive about I see now weren’t obsessive at all. She just wanted to take care of her things and I was such a brat about it.
I can’t thank my mother enough for all the things she taught me and always loving me, now matter how terrible I was towards her. I know that I am the woman and the wife I am today because of what she taught me and I hope that I can one day be the mother she was for me, for my kids. Although I will be praying very hard that none of my kids are as rotten as I was.
So Happy Mothers Day to the awesome lady who raised Lindsey Michelle the kid from hell. I love you mom!