I Think I’m A Bad Mom

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Hold that thought for a second. Yes, that very one that popped up in your head at the sight of today’s subject matter.

I don’t have a child, not pregnant and not looking for a child YET!

But hey! I think I’m a bad mom.

Why do I say this?

On Saturday, I headed out for a mental health outreach organized by a friend’s NGO and one of the fun activities amidst conversations was pot painting and the unexpected opportunity to adopt a plant, which I happily obliged.

Hello! The Latest Plant Mom in the building!!

See me shining my teeth 🤭

I mean, the mental effect of having a plant child is to strengthen a sense of responsibility, commitment, and accountability. Makes me wish I had responded positively when my ex brought up the idea of owning a houseplant. tsk! Story for never day

Look! I clearly didn’t know what I had signed up for.

Pot hand painted by me ❤️

So, after taking pictures and showing off to the world about this great thing I had accomplished and feeling so contributing, loving and nice to the ecosystem. Wait for it

Immediately I got home, I broke the base of the pot! Yikes! Then, I kept the plant at the home bar and kind of forgot about it until Monday morning.

I wouldn’t even try to lie that it was a natural cause of remembrance, I mean, it was because a friend inquired about the name of my plant and the watering process.

Brethren, I can’t even remember the name of my plant and up till now, I am uncertain about what is expected of me; to water it once a month or once a week (I’m going to water once a week though)

Fast forward to day 3 which is the 29th of June 2021, hmm.
So, I decided to water my plant on Monday morning and moved it to the kitchen, with a saucer as a replacement for the broken base.

Innocent Child


Tuesday morning, decided to check in with it (just to see if it were getting any of that sunny vitamins) and I discovered that the driver at home broke a part of the pot AND HE DIDN’T TELL ME!!!!

Heart Break 💔

Arghhhhh!

After screaming for a few minutes, a thought came to my head “damn girl! You’re bad at this job” and I think it subconsciously reflected in my dreams because, while I had a nap later that day, it played around me being inadequate.

Sighs… I don’t think I am about this life to be honest but then again, I ask myself “shouldn’t you be up to this challenge?”

It was at this moment I knew 😢

Anyway, I’m considering going back to the HFIA Gardens on Saturday to replace the pot, get a new base and give this mothering thing another go.

Used cello tape on it for the main time. Sighs…

Shout-out to all plant moms out there. You know what? Adds dog moms, cat moms and all kinds of moms into this equation. MORE POWER!!!!

IT IS NOT EASY PLEASE!!!

LOVE AND LIGHT!

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  • I appreciate you for feeling sorry for your shortfalls as a “plant mom”.

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