What is it about parenting that makes you just let go of perfection, throw your hands up in the air, and sing your own version of Let It Go?
Yesterday, my 5 year old went to her besties’ house (my bestie is her Mom) for a couple hours of playtime before church. This morning my bestie informed of what was discussed there.
My daughter: You don’t want to have four kids. You have 3 kids, it’s easy. But you have the 4th one and Boom, it’s hard.
I’m sorry what? What have I done wrong here?
What am I doing wrong parenting?
Then, the other day we were having a discussion in the van.
All 4 kids and I. Very philosophical I can tell you.
Somehow we landed on the topic of how many kids they are going to have. I can honestly say I don’t remember all the details, but I do remember the second born saying he doesn’t want 4 kids because that is way too many.
But something else about spreading the Cole name (which also had something to do with the things in between his legs, I died a little during that conversation.)
Just don’t okay. Don’t. I can’t even right now. Kids are hilarious.
Then, it hit me:
Sometimes You Just Have To Let It Go.
I don’t want my kids to think they aren’t a blessing. It’s hard. But yes a blessing.
Yes, they have heard me say once or twice:
I love ya’ll, but you are driving me crazy!
I know this because my 3 year old said this to her sister a couple days ago. You know, you can really evaluate what you say when you hear it coming out of a 3 year old’s mouth.
Like, Oh my gosh.
It sounds terrible. Really terrible.
Even worse is Oh my gosh, look at her butt.
And yes, my three year old turned around and did an impersonation of the rabbits on Sing.
How do you parent that ya’ll? Really? I mean, seriously? In the middle of me saying “we don’t say that” stinkin Mickey Mouse in the background is saying it.
Ugh. Beat my head against a wall and let go of perfection again.
Then we have parenting mornings like this one:
while sitting at the table I heard the older brothers picking at the 5 year old. Of course this is how it usually plays out: Are you saying words that build her up?
Well, no,BUT ….
that ended up with her growling at her brothers and making a fort in her bunk bed BEFORE school.
Sometimes, though you just have to let it go. It’s not that you lose the desire for perfection, but the possibility of perfection is gone out the window.
Maybe it’s the lack of sleep.
At 3 AM this morning my 3 year old had a bad dream. Of course, I end up in bed with her and sometime during the wee hours of the morning I hear her screaming, “I don’t want you Linley!!” Even in her dreams she’s mad at her sister! Ugh.
And the fact that with parenting, we seem to lose a little of our minds. Someone told me once that every child a woman has she loses half of her brain cells.
Ya’ll, I’m down to 1/16 of my total brain cells.
This could explain yesterday when I drank my water out of a mason jar (I use them for everything) I saw a dead fly floating in it.
And you know what’s bad? It didn’t really even gross me out. I finished my gulp then poured the water out.
What is wrong with me?
I’ve been trying to be really productive lately. But a couple Sunday’s ago one of my friends told me about a podcast-The Big Boo Cast. by Melanie Shankle and Sophie Hudson. Aka Big Momma and Boo Momma
Yes, even the name reeks with maturity.
I can’t stop listening to it.
I can’t stop laughing.
I’m pretty sure I have lost a few more brain cells but what’s a few more? I even had to self-talk myself from choking during lunch today I was laughing so hard. Really, I braced myself on the cabinets.
Forget productivity, this is better than Netflix. I don’t have to sit down and watch, I took this with me during my workout today and literally laughed my head off.
Okay, coming back- sometimes we have to let go of perfectionism (yes, it’s easier for some than others especially me since I’m not one prone to being perfect) and Let it go!
Just don’t choke while eating lunch.