I have often heard, from many, that I have good kids. And, I’ll agree with them. I do have good kids. On the whole.
Does it make me a bad parent to add that stipulation in there? ”On the whole?”
One of my children isn’t speaking to me right now. Because chores weren’t done I took away a prized possession for a 24 hour time period. When the hubs and I came back from our walk last night there was a note that was addressed to him and then proceeded to tell him about the phone messages, the fact that the chores were now done, and that I would be spoken to after 24 hours.
Part of me wants to dance and scream and shout, “YES! I’m doing my job!” and be glad that I’m not going to be spoken to because that means, even if just for a brief moment, I’ve gotten through.
But then there’s the other part of me… the people pleaser… the one that can’t stand the fact that someone is mad at me and it’s my fault.
I continually try to make sure the former is on top on my thought closet but it’s hard — my brain just goes a million miles a minute….
And that’s just for one kid… during a one hour time period… there are FOUR of them… and 24 hours in a day!
I think I want for my kids what most people want for theirs… to grow up to be fully functional members of society…
But oh mylanta!
How in the world will I survive to get them there?
Until next time…