I'm sick with a nasty sore throat and cold. Poor me.
I'm feeling like a bad mom. On Sunday we were all over at Sissy's and as I was pulling Asa out of the high chair, the tray fell, along with all of his rice that he was eating. It made a mess, and Josh told me that I was in time out. Josh is a kidder and pretty sarcastic, so it was no big deal. Well, ASA thought it was, and told me in such a stern voice and pointed to the family room, which was empty "Mum, IN THE OTHER ROOM NOW, YOUR IN TIME OUT....10 MINUTES...GET IN THE CHAIR AND DON'T MOVE!!!" It sounded like me when I give him time out. It sounded so demeaning and rude. I feel horrible. Since then, when he does something naughty, I just quietly take him in the other room, and set him down and tell him that he is time out. Even though it has made me change my ways, I still can't think that he will probably always remember the pointing and stern voice that I have used for so long. He is such a good boy and think that I expect too much from him and expect him to be perfect in every way. I am such a heel. I just can't shake it.
I STILL have so many pictures to post, and just haven't had the time or energy to do so. I have been feeling a bit on the high side for the last few weeks, and think I'm paying for it now. I'm sure being sick doesn't help, but I'm low again. OH BOTHER!
Asa and I went shopping for his soccer cleats yesterday. First we stopped for a slice of pizza. We ate inside. The music was a bit alternative/folksy. Asa felt the beat, and pretty much danced the entire time with a slice of pizza in his hand. He was dancing like nothing he has done before. He was moving his body so slow, and It reminded me of the hippies dancing at Hemp fest in Seattle. He was twisting his arms and rubbing his head, and lifting his legs like yoga poses. I just smiled as I didn't want him to stop. Needless to say, he entertained the room. After eating at the "dance club" we got his cleats. They are the smallest size that cleats come in, luckily they fit him, and he has room to grow. While we were shopping for them, I couldn't' help feel ridiculous. My child wants for nothing. Kids are so spoiled compared to what we had years ago. I'm NOT blaming our parents, it's just that times have changed. I'm feeling so overwhelmed and hoping that I'm not ruining my child for life.
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8 comments:
You are SOOOOOO hard on yourself you have no right to do that! You are such a good mom. I heard Asa put you in time out and it was cracking me up. I didn't think it sounded mean. Just think how most moms would have told their kids "I'm not in time out, parents don't go in time out." You did GREAT by doing it and showing Asa that yes, parents make mistakes too. He adores you! Remember how he keeps telling you that you are his best friend? He wouldn't do that if you were mean to him all the time. And you expect more of him because he is CAPABLE of more. He's too smart for his own good and you don't expect anything from him than he can give. Quit being so hard on yourself, you're a WONDERFUL mom and I've learned soooooo much from you. I love you sissy!
I totally agree with Cameo. You are a wonderful mother and Asa is such a good kid. Your son adores you! And he really wouldn't if you were mean to him. You are such an amazing mother and you must be doing something right, because Asa really is a terrific, well behaved little boy. Love you!
I think of all the wonderful things that I have seen you write, and I do not believe you are a bad mama, I personally think that putting a child in time out ( in a stern voice ) prepares them for the future, where they must be disciplined in order to survive and become well adjusted adults, and you are doing a wonderful job, if more mama's were the follow through kind, the world would have less crime and more compassion. Keep up the good work.
Is Asa playing indoor or outdoor soccer? I love his little shorts, at least you will be able to use them for a while, unlike some children who outgrow an outfit before they get any wear out of it, he gets to grow into them and then grow out of them, now that is frugal, all mama's should be so lucky.
I hope you are not feeling blue for long, smile and write down some of the positive things on paper, color a picture with Asa in bright colors, perhaps it is partly this lousy weather outside, will spring ever really arrive?
You take care of yourself, you are very special. Now do me a favor, and wrap your arms around yourself and give yourself a hug for me. I will keep you and your's in my prayers.
Hugs and best wishes,
Mother Teresa II
Sorry to hear you are sick, I hope you feel better.
When I was a kid, I thought my mom was "mean" because I was sent to my room or something. I am totally better for it! My mom is seriously my best friend. Reminds me of a poem I once sent my mom... (sorry its long!)
MEAN MOM
Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:
I loved you enough . . to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.
I loved you enough to make you go pay for the bubble gum you had taken and tell the clerk, "I stole this yesterday and want to pay for it."
I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.
I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents aren't perfect.
I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart.
But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.
Those were the most difficult battles of all. I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too. And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.
Was your Mom mean?
I know mine was. We had the meanest mother in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too.
Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them. She insisted that if we said, we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less.
We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labour Laws by making us work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do.
She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was really tough!
Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door so she could meet them.
Because of our mother, we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property or ever arrested for any crime. It was all her fault.
Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was.
I think that is what's wrong with the world today. It just doesn't have enough mean moms!
Hope you feel better:)
I know what you mean when they "yell" back. The other day Derek told me..
"Mom stop talking to me so mean"
I almost cried.
You're doing a great job:)
Glad that you enjoyed the song! Its now my new favorite. I hope you are feeling better!
I agree with everyone, Sissy-from what I've read and hear from Cams, you are a GREAT mom. Yes, our kids can really shine a light on us sometimes, but that's a good thing! You're doing a great job, and you need to stop being so hard on yourself!!
Much love!
I totally relate! I feel like my journey of Motherhood been a constant growing process.
Lately, more often then I would liek to admit I have found myslef wondering, why is Joshua doing that or saying XYZ, that way? And then I find myself doing something similar...Oh Lord....HAVE MERCY ON US, PLEASE!
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