Welcome back to our Confessions series. I am so glad you stopped by.
Being a mom is the one job that I always knew that I wanted. There was nothing on earth I wanted to be more than a parent. I had ideas of having a boy first so he could grow to protect his sister. I had names picked out when I was 7 (which I kept for my daughter) and I knew that I was going to be a great mother. I just knew it.
I would spend the day playing, singing, and enjoying my children. I wouldn’t raise my voice or have to discipline them. They would know how to behave because I would have taught them. Temper tantrums – forget about it! My kids would be perfect all of the time! I had it all figured out. It is funny how much you know about being a parent before you actually become one!
Turns out the only place where you will find any bit of parenting perfection is in the pages of parenting books and magazines.
Here I am knee deep in parenting. My children are over half way grown, by society standards, and I am looking around trying to figure out where in the world I went wrong.
My children stay up far too late more than they should. I find myself yelling, nagging, and getting on my own nerves more than not. Temper tantrums have been replaced with pre-teen meltdowns. Sarcasm and eye rolls are the norm, and sometimes you will find the children doing it too. HA!
Where did I go wrong?
When did I become a parenting failure?
You know what? I didn’t do anything wrong. I have a feeling that everything I just listed above is a way that every single mother has felt at one point or another. None of us are failures! We are all doing the best we can with what we got. We are faced each and every day with Pinterest perfect lives all over social media that show just how perfect a mom Louise is to Jimmy and Betty, when I am betting that Louise bribed Jimmy and Betty with a candy bar to take that lovely picture she pinned. The truth is that there is no such thing as a perfect mom. If we judge our parenting level by the Pinterest yard stick we are all failures.
I think it is time we all band together and stop looking at our shortcomings as failures. We are all working toward the same goal: to raise decent, responsible members of society. I am betting that when it is all said and done our children will be just fine. We will be exhausted and ready to hibernate but our children will be just fine!
So, from one parenting failure to another, we got this! None of us are failures!