Specifically, Cinderella. This weekend, my eldest daughter was feeling a little under the weather. In an effort to cheer her up, I found Cinderella on Vudu for us to watch. As I was watching this classic animated film, I could not help but notice the many similarities between Cinderella's life and my own. 1- I hate having my dreams interrupted.
Babies and children are hardwired to interrupt their parents' sleep frequently throughout the night. It is just something that, as a parent, I have learned to deal with. That doesn't make being woken-up from an amazing, dream-filled sleep any less depressing.
2- My family treats me like a maid.
Seriously. Not only do I have to know where everything is at all times, but I have to put everything away that is left out of place by all of my "roommates" (aka family members). This, of course, then leads to my knowledge of the location of everything at all times. And don't even get me started on the cooking...who says we have to have 3 meals a day? Can't everyone just fend for themselves?
3-Little rodents try to help me clean.
Sure, Cinderella had birds and mice to help her clean, and things actually were clean when they were done; but I have a toddler who loves to sweep and dust...sure I have to follow her around and actually clean the spots where she has swept and dusted, but who wouldn't want a blonde, curly-headed cutie pie undoing all of their cleaning? At least she is slightly cleaner than any rodents that I have seen.
4-People are always tearing up my outfits.
Cinderella's rodent pals work hard to make her a fancy dress for the ball and when she puts it on she feels like a princess. There is seriously nothing more that I like as a girl than to get all fancied up and spend time with my true love. Cinderella rushes down to let her Step-mother know that she will be heading to the ball after all, and what does she do? She rips the gorgeous dress to smithereens. This is the story of my life right here. I don't have an evil step-mother, but someone in my house always seems to know when I am trying to look nice and will do everything in their power to spit-up, wipe snot, go potty, etc. on me to ensure that it is my 2nd choice of outfit that I have to wear and not my 1st.
5-I am always late.
Cinderella waltzes in to the Royal Ball some time after it has begun. This just so happened to work out in her favor as she was noticed by everyone including her life-saving Prince. I am always late but, I have to say, it doesn't usually work out in my favor and I have yet to have a Royal Prince drop everything for me when I finally do arrive late.
6-I always have to leave early.
Her Fairy Godmother gave her until the stroke of Midnight. Midnight! I haven't seen midnight in 3 years! And if I have it was definitely not to attend a Royal Ball, it was most likely for a nighttime feeding session while in a zombie-like state. Cinderella is just lucky she didn't have a child with her at the Ball. She would have been there for a solid 5 minutes before having to get them home for an 8 o'clock bedtime.
7- I can never find my other shoe.
At least Cinderella thought to keep one shoe safe and on her foot! It is way too much work to keep track of 2 shoes. Every. Single. Morning. I am searching for one of my shoes or one of my toddler's shoes so that we can get out the door and be 5 minutes late instead of 10 minutes late. There should be some sort of tracking device on those things!
8-My shoes actually DO fit.
So, hypothetically speaking, let's say that I can find both of my shoes (so it must be a good day). I can honestly say that all of my shoes fit. Soooo...at least there's that!
9-I got to marry my prince.
Sure, the hubs and I aren't perfect and sure we have been in survival mode since our 2nd baby was born in late September, but he is the only partner I could ever imagine having. No silly old locked tower could keep me away from my man.
Just call me "Princess!"