Teaching children gratitude in a first world country is a struggle, y'all. A daily struggle. My main goal in life is for my children not to be assholes. This is one of the most important challenges to attaining that goal. Yet sometimes I feel like the biggest hypocrite alive when I am giving them the "some kids don't even have shoes" lecture for the 49th time this year.
I am so quick to point out the rude things my children do, and it isn't until the littlest minion checks my attitude that I pause to self reflect. Case in point... me and the bird (she's two) like to go to the local Dunkin Donuts sometimes (ahem... approximately 3-5 times per week... give or take a few). She gets her chocolate munchkins (because I'm an excellent mother) and I get my "sugar free" iced coffee. Well, I grill the guys every time to be sure there is no sugar in said coffee and it always comes out sweet, so I assume I have done my dietary due diligence and if I'm eating sugar, it's Josh's fault at this point. Long story shorter... I now realize they don't even have sugar free sweetener at DD! Josh may be losing his job this week. I digress. So I'm pulling out of the drive through and take a sip (of what I imagine the burnt coffee under the pot tastes like the next day) and shout: "Damn! No freakin' sweetener!!" 😐. It was like word vomit. And it isn't until I hear the most innocent little toddler voice inquiring "No freaking fweetner, mommy?" that I realize I am the asshole I am trying to keep them from being sometimes!
The older I get, the more I try to not sweat the small stuff. Think of others that aren't as fortunate. Be grateful for the life I have (which I am). And then a moment like that totally underlines the hypocracy that being a parent can sometimes be. I realize that no one is perfect and that we all have unflattering moments (me more so than others IMO), but it feels pretty icky to tell my kids they should be more grateful when I am sometimes guilty of the same behavior they are. Parenting truly is about self reflection and growing up WITH our kids. There isn't a manual (I guess the Bible is, but that is a really long book and I haven't gotten through all of the chapters yet). We just wing it everyday and hope we aren't raising criminals. I guess we both got a few things out of our latest trip to our favorite morning spot... she got a sugar high and a few new vocabulary words, and I got the worst coffee ever and an attitude adjustment. I'm starting with the (wo)man in the mirror, friends. I'm asking her to change her ways. If I wanna make the world a better place, I need to take a look at myself and make that change.
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