How do you deal with difficult inlaws? Any and all suggestions welcome.
“Mommy, you have kitty poo in your eye!” (running mascara post-shower)
I asked Lilah to put her butt in her chair and eat her breakfast, as she sat atop the chair, perched on all fours. “No. I a froggy.”
She has also taken to blowing everyone a kiss as we leave, wishing them a good night and sweet dreams and telling them she loves them.
“No more Happy Hollow (local children’s park and zoo). Only swim lessons with Miss Hadleigh.”
I had a talk with someone today, who opened my eyes and made me really think about what I am doing. I am putting WAY too much pressure on myself to be the perfect mom. I feel guilt for the mistakes I have made along the way. I need to give myself a break- but why is that so hard?
No one is perfect, and perfection should not be my goal. As I tell my students, mistakes are how we learn and grow. They are important to make, because we learn from our mistakes.
I am constantly second guessing myself, and decisions I make as a parent. Are the Disney princesses really going to strip my daughter of her imagination and creativity, forcing her to live in a world of expectations of perfection as well? Am I teaching my daughter that she should strive to be nothing less than perfect? Even though I am not following the advice of her doctor, do I really know what is best for my child? I have a never ending stream of questions that I worry about. Constantly worried about the possible endless ways I could totally screw my kid up for the rest of her life without meaning to do so. What a horrible way to live.
Lately I have known what my issues are and have been taking the easy way out by ignoring them. It’s time for me to open my eyes about what is going on, be a good mom who makes mistakes, and accept myself for my failures and accomplishments. Time to take some of my own advice.
Operation Christmas a raging success.
Happy Halloween!
Nothing like grandparents…
Apparently real butterflies are terrifying to my 2 year old. Her entire room is butterfly themed, complete with swarming stickers up the wall. She completely lost her shit today in the California Academy of Sciences in Golden Gate Park, refusing to even look at them! She was also terrified of the divers cleaning every single tank we walked by. It is funny how you plan a whole day of fun for your child and they don’t quite feel the same way about it.
It was a long day at the pumpkin patch(es) and someone needed a nap. Followed up by baking pumpkin bread and pumpkin snickerdoodles. Fall has arrived!
My daughter has finally pronounced “octopus” correctly. This makes me sad. RIP Ocpusus.
