As I was settling down this evening and surfing the internet, I came across a blog post that has kept me up now for a couple of hours. I'm not going to link to it, mention it by name or in anyway give this person more attention. And when I'm done posting this, I'll be done this with this matter entirely.
Here is the gist.
There is seems to be a shift in this country. Everyday I see angry adults, bullies posing as adults, adults ready to judge anyone different than them. It is out of control, folks.
I firmly believe that this is a major cause for the bully issues in our schools and violence in our country.
Children are being fed anger by over sized spoons.
I take holidays, birthdays and the average Wednesday to an extreme.
I love to create and celebrate. I love to find joy.
I love searching blogs and Pinterest for new and fun things to do with my children.
I am not doing this to punish my fellow mother friends.
I am not competing with you.
I am not keeping tally.
I am not singing, "Neener, neener, I'm better than you" behind your back.
I am keeping my sanity.
I stay at home most of my days with two young kids and a bun in the oven.
I get bored playing Barbies on the floor.
I won't let my kids watch TV nonstop.
People, I'm looking for something fun to do with them.
I'm trying to grasp on to their innocence and surround them with it for as long as I can.
I Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Flickr, Pin, etc. just about all our major fun activities.
I'm not trying to make you feel bad, insecure, insufficient, etc
I'm actually trying to connect with you.
I'm trying to inspire you.
I'm trying to have fun with you.
I have tons of flaws.
A crap load.
But do you want to read that on a regular basis?
I'm pretty sure tons of my warts are there for the public viewing anyway.
The bottom line is every parent is just trying to get by.
We are trying to do as well as our parents did.
We are trying to have our kids avoid doing drugs, having sex or creating violence.
None of us were given a manual.
So please, back off.
If I do more silly antics with my kids than you do, I'm sure you were better about reading to them.
If I serve them a fun and healthy meal, I'm sure you had a more meaningful playdate.
I don't care.
And you shouldn't care what I do in my home.
If you don't want to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, then don't.
But could you please keep the pee out of my Cheerios, because we're just here trying to have a good time.
((end of rebuttal))
When are we as mothers going to realise that this is the hardest job in the world. We work really long hours for no pay, we spend time with people who think that what we are doing is fun and then we have to justify this to the rest of the world. How can anyone be mean, rude or disrespectful to any of us who are just trying to be the best for the most important people in our lives.
ReplyDeleteI hope that you continue to blog as your blog is one of a number that I read that give me wonderful ideas of activities for my children and I to share.
Keep up the good work, there are people out there who really appreciate the time you take to post and capture your ideas. Thanks so much (something we really need to learn to say more often!!)
Amen!!!
ReplyDeleteI must say that I think you young mothers now have it incredibly difficult. There is pressure to "measure up" - by whatever standard that may be, and the standard keeps changing with every new post, status update, or beautiful pinterest picture. I cannot imagine raising children and having all that opportunity daily to feel "less than." I stayed home to raise my girls and they are in their early twenties now. I am grateful that I am still able to be home for when they need me; which they do! I think of it as the ministry of availability. Yes, we all need to lighten up and have some fun! That is possible when our purpose is found in real life, not on the computer. I hope you have a wonderful day with your children, and even if it's one of "those days", know that it too has purpose.
ReplyDeleteWell said.
ReplyDeleteWell said.
ReplyDeletehang in there you are'a ok' as my dad used to say
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