The Whispering Parents

I never thought I would be one… but here I am!

The other day my husband and I found ourselves in the corner of his office. One may be thinking, “hmmm, what were y’all doing”? 

~Were we making out in the corner~

~Were we whispering sweet nothings in each other’s ear~

~Were we telling secrets that we didn’t want our kids to hear~

The answer is NO to all of that!

We were whispering about how much our kids were getting on our nerves. You see, my daughter is home from college and cooking up everything in the kitchen, and my youngest daughter is sick and pushing all my buttons. Then there’s my son, he’s not doing anything wrong, but he is breaking my heart with his departure approaching quickly.  

My husband and I were venting in the corner, well, more so me. But then, I realized that we do this often, and I couldn’t help but laugh about it. So here we are whispering about how our oldest daughter is making stinky bread that makes our entire house smell AWFUL! Then she baked cookies and used triple the amount of chocolate chips than she should’ve. My baby girl is sick, but she wants to stay in our family room and blast the T.V. as she watches sports.

And all I want to do is buy a ticket to an exotic resort, drink margaritas, eat fruit and listen to an artist play slow romantic music. But here I am, whispering and thawing out meat for yet another dinner.

You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!

~Belladonna~ 

51 Replies to “The Whispering Parents”

  1. LMAO! 😂🤦🏽‍♀️🤣 No girl, not the stinky bread and the overdose of chocolate chips??? 🍪🍪🍪 How are you so lucky to have so much dysfunctional fun??? ROTFLMAO!!! 😜😆🤣😅😂 Belladonna, I think I can see your brain all the way here in N.C. too! What a hoot!!! 🤪

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  2. I hope the whispering with your husband was a respite. And I hope you get something like the longer respite you describe. And hope your daughter goes easy on the cooking (triple the chocolate would send me into diabetes) and your other daughter gets well and turns down the tube. And I’m sorry your son will be departing. I don’t want that to be hard, though I appreciate your depth of feeling.

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  3. “As I reflect on your insightful post, I couldn’t help but draw parallels to my own parents. Despite their annual escapes and the freedom I provide by staying with my sisters, they, too, engage in clandestine conversations. It leaves me pondering: What occupies their whispered moments in the corner? Perhaps it’s the quiet acknowledgment of the profound bond they share, navigating the complexities of parenting even in the midst of a well-deserved escape.”

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