I saw this magazine article recently where one mom put together a list of confessions about where she is lacking on her journey through motherhood and it inspired me to do the same. I am not perfect and do not have a desire to be, but here is a list of where I am (mostly happily) lacking in the rearing of my children.....
1. Bedtime is a lose term at our house that actually has nothing to do with time and everything to do with the attitude and demeanor of the little people who live here. I personally don't care if it is 6 o'clock or 10 o'clock. Or if the sun is still up for that matter.
2. I do not make them eat certain vegetables or other things that they don't like...matter of fact I do not make them eat at all. My parents did they whole "Your not leaving the table until your plate is cleared" thing and it drove me crazy. I am not going to force feed my kids...if they are hungry they will eat and if they do not like it why should they have to eat it just because they are 4 foot tall....I don't eat what I don't like and I don't expect them to either.
3. There are not many other things in this world that I like more then I like my sleep so at 2 a.m. in the morning I have a very hard time mustering up compassion for a bad dream or a sick kid....I do it...but maybe not as nicely or with as big of a smile on my face as I would if it were say 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
4. I don't really care where my kids sleep as long as it is not in my bed. I do not like to share my sleeping space and when I sleep I want as much space as possible so co-sleeping has always been out of the question for me.....but my kids are always welcome on my floor....that's right they are always welcome to make a pallet next to my bed if they feel they need to be close to me. My oldest slept most nights on the floor on my side of the bed until she turned five (and even now I will find her on my floor some mornings) and my youngest still sleeps on a pallet most nights.
5. Kids come with a lot of things....the one thing that I can not do is blood. I can change diapers and clean up throw up all day (some days that is all I do) but when it comes to blood in large quantities I not so slightly freak out. My oldest had her first nose bleed a few months back and there was blood EVERY WHERE (how does a nose bleed so much!)....and I the only thing I could do was SCREAM really, really loudly for her dad. It is times such as those I am thankful for him because he is much more calm and collected in times of blood.
6. Patience is a virtue I was not blessed with...I think I inherit that from my father (which he recently told me does get better with age so I am not so patiently waiting on that). I am quick to get mad and quick to yell and on any given day my frustration level is usually maxed out...but I sure do love those little patience testers.
Those are just a few BELIEVE me I know there are more. I am no where near perfect, but in this crazy little world called motherhood I don't think anyone is. As long as my children know they are loved and are happy I think I am doing my job pretty well. And I am proud to be a good enough mom!!!
Friday, April 15, 2011
True Confessions of a Good Enough Mom
I saw this magazine article recently where one mom put together a list of confessions about where she is lacking on her journey through motherhood and it inspired me to do the same. I am not perfect and do not have a desire to be, but here is a list of where I am (mostly happily) lacking in the rearing of my children.....
1. Bedtime is a lose term at our house that actually has nothing to do with time and everything to do with the attitude and demeanor of the little people who live here. I personally don't care if it is 6 o'clock or 10 o'clock. Or if the sun is still up for that matter.
2. I do not make them eat certain vegetables or other things that they don't like...matter of fact I do not make them eat at all. My parents did they whole "Your not leaving the table until your plate is cleared" thing and it drove me crazy. I am not going to force feed my kids...if they are hungry they will eat and if they do not like it why should they have to eat it just because they are 4 foot tall....I don't eat what I don't like and I don't expect them to either.
3. There are not many other things in this world that I like more then I like my sleep so at 2 a.m. in the morning I have a very hard time mustering up compassion for a bad dream or a sick kid....I do it...but maybe not as nicely or with as big of a smile on my face as I would if it were say 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
4. I don't really care where my kids sleep as long as it is not in my bed. I do not like to share my sleeping space and when I sleep I want as much space as possible so co-sleeping has always been out of the question for me.....but my kids are always welcome on my floor....that's right they are always welcome to make a pallet next to my bed if they feel they need to be close to me. My oldest slept most nights on the floor on my side of the bed until she turned five (and even now I will find her on my floor some mornings) and my youngest still sleeps on a pallet most nights.
5. Kids come with a lot of things....the one thing that I can not do is blood. I can change diapers and clean up throw up all day (some days that is all I do) but when it comes to blood in large quantities I not so slightly freak out. My oldest had her first nose bleed a few months back and there was blood EVERY WHERE (how does a nose bleed so much!)....and I the only thing I could do was SCREAM really, really loudly for her dad. It is times such as those I am thankful for him because he is much more calm and collected in times of blood.
6. Patience is a virtue I was not blessed with...I think I inherit that from my father (which he recently told me does get better with age so I am not so patiently waiting on that). I am quick to get mad and quick to yell and on any given day my frustration level is usually maxed out...but I sure do love those little patience testers.
Those are just a few BELIEVE me I know there are more. I am no where near perfect, but in this crazy little world called motherhood I don't think anyone is. As long as my children know they are loved and are happy I think I am doing my job pretty well. And I am proud to be a good enough mom!!!
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