aka The Frazzled Mom
Should I be a mean mom?
That’s a question I ask myself often.
What is a mean mom? I’m not saying an abusive mom. Rather, I mean is a mother who is strict, sort of. As I’d asked in a previous post, am I taking opportunities away from my kids, chances for them to learn and grow?
I’d say I’m not a strict as I should be. As in, I should be more diligent in having my kids do chores around the house. Instead, I always think “it’s just easier if I do it”. Why? Because I don’t have to argue about it, I don’t have to deal with the inevitable tears and it’s done correctly the first time around. In my mind, that’s the easy way out.
Yet, if I recognize that my kids will need to do hard things in order to learn and go through difficult times in order to grow, why am I avoiding it myself?
I’m a big supporter of “if the rules apply to one, they apply to all”. It really, *really* bothers me when rules are setup, but only some follow them.
Why do I not see this for myself? I tell my kids sometimes they’ll have to do difficult things. Nothing truly good or worth it is ever easy. *Ahem* I feel the tap on my own shoulder. I’m kind of avoiding the difficult thing. It takes time. It takes energy. It takes PATIENCE. Which I don’t have a lot of….because I’m tired and have no energy. lol
But if I believe my kids will grow, why wouldn’t the same “rule” apply to me?
I’m going to have to suck it up and come up with a “battle plan”. I need to tell myself “I’m not raising a child. I’m raising an adult”. I don’t want them to be spoiled, self-entitled adults. I want them to be compassionate, generous people. That’s not going to happen if I avoid giving them those critical lessons.
This is it. The darkest day. The blackest hour. Chin up, shoulders back. Let’s see what we’re made of, you and I. –The Doctor