Weren’t we all perfect moms before we became moms? I had all these ideas and preconceived notions about what kind of mom I would be once I became a mom. I had an opinion for every mom I saw in the street about how she SHOULD be dealing with her kid!!! Obviously, I kept those opinions to myself, but I had ‘em alright, oh yes I did! Awwww hindsight! You are one of the wisest teachers, aren’t you?
I was adamantly opposed to any form of censorship (“When I am a mom, I will let my kid listen to anything! He needs to know what’s out there! It doesn’t matter if people cuss around him!” Yeah right!). I was never going to allow my child to co-sleep with me (“Kids need to be in their own beds! It’s not natural for them to sleep with you!”)! I was never going to let my kids watch TV (while I was able to keep K from the grips of the TV for 9 months, I have since succumbed!). I was never going to let my child act up in public (as if I could stop him). I was never going to allow him to sass me (as if I could stop the initial sass. After the first time, I take care of it, but still). I was never going to let my child run into the street (have you seen how fast this kid is?)! I was never…and the list goes on!
But here we are 15 months into motherhood and really…my main battles are minimal but they are a lot of work! First, I have been trying to keep people from saying potty talk (poo poo, caca, stupid, shut up, idiot, etc) around K so that he continues to know that it isn’t ok to say such things. The next thing is that he listens. When his teachers say to stop something, he has the tendency to say something to the effect of, “Hell to the No!!!!” What I want him to say is, “ok!” And finally, I need him to remember that we don’t allow guns in our household! While I am not morally opposed to guns, I just don’t want him “shooting” people. He has used his wily mind to get around this by making everything a laser! Really, son, a laser that sounds like a gun!!! Hmmmmmm. Do you think that you have tricked me? I think NOT!
Note to K: And by the way, just because I let you watch TV, you have Defcon 1 meltdowns in public that I can’t control or anticipate, you slept in bed with me for over a year and you are still struggling with listening to your teachers and other adults—I won’t tolerate the gun thing homie! Not one bit!