I don't always remind my kids to floss.
I forget to check their finger nails for trimming.
I yell at my kids, on occasion.
They have way too much screen time.
Bedtimes vary.
I let them eat Happy Meals from time to time.
Sometimes I cuss in front of my kids.
My kids are not self-sufficient.
I have melt downs almost as often as they do.
I sometimes give in when I shouldn't.
I don't always want to spend time with my kids.
Sometimes I just want them to be silent….whatever happened to kids should be seen and not heard anyway…
The point is I'm not perfect…not even close. But I ask you, who is?
I love my kids and try my best to be there for them, teach them about the world, have fun, and raise them to do right, be happy and really live life. And that has to be enough.
I am flawed and so are they. We will all learn from our mistakes {together}, and hopefully, be stronger for them.
As a parent, much of the job description involves failure. Failure is inevitable, but it's also key to success. Failure means that we're trying; we're putting our necks out there; we're venturing beyond our front doors; we're giving it a shot; we're daring to do something new. We may not always get it right the first or third or tenth or fiftieth time, but we're trying. We're working out the kinks and we're going to get it right sooner or later.
Some days are wins. And some days are losses. But it matters not because regardless of the record from the day or week or month before it's our job as parents to get up and get out there and try, try again each and every day. It's exhausting, but they say parenthood is also rewarding…at some point…
And eventually, with a little love and patience and faith and a smidge of luck, those wins will outnumber the failures. They have to, right?
Well, here's to a week of patience and quiet breaks and good moods and a smidge of luck and lots of getting it right the first time. Over and out…
Anna
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