Growing up, I always knew I wanted to be a mom. I had done lots of babysitting, I had been a nanny, and I had helped my mom run an infant toddler daycare centre. I was convinced that I knew it all - I would say I was almost cocky about it.Read more here...
I would see frazzled moms trying to discipline their misbehaving toddlers and I would roll my eyes, convinced I could resolve the problem in minutes if I were in their shoes. I was the huffy jerk on the plane who would shoot accusing glares at moms who were unable to quiet their children. I would shake my head at moms who firmly grabbed their children by the arm while hissing through their teeth, "you're embarrassing me" - dragging their children away with such force that their toes were barely touching the ground.
"I will never raise my voice or let my kids act out in public like that" I would think to myself. "My kids will never talk back to me or eat sugary treats" I vowed.
Now that I have two children of my own, I'm willing to admit that I didn't know SHIZZ about parenting. There is no way to know - no way to prepare for the journey that is mommyhood, until you've lived it firsthand. I've been the mom in a store whose toddler is flailing and screaming on the floor. I've been the mom who hisses, "your behaviour is UNacceptable" while dragging my child out of a public place. And I've totally given my child a treat solely to avoid an embarrassing moment at a public gathering.
Friday, September 16, 2011
Mama Don't Know Nothing!
Today I found a new blog that I fell in love with! Bits of Bee - written by a Mom from Canada! I love her sense of humor and I adore this post by her about how Mama's don't know anything!
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