They Want to be Just Like You!
Children are born wanting to grow up to be just like their parents. We are their constant role-models and their sneak peak into their adult lives. To think that I’m the only mom my two children are going to have blows my mind! Even at their very young ages, I have seen them start to emulate my husband and myself. Some of the things they’ve picked up from us are super cute. Some things they are picking up from my husband and I are not so cute. I have seen my three year old pick up bad habits that only I can take credit for and my 16 month old’s temper is seemingly familiar. I have started to be more aware of how many bad habits and inappropriate things I’m doing in front of my children. I have started to really pay attention to the things I do and say in front of my kids.
There are a few biggies that I have really been trying to avoid when my children are awake and in earshot.
Arguing with my spouse
While this is very obvious, it is something that is not always easy. Finding time to have that “debate” with my husband can be hard because sometimes I don’t want to wait until they’re in bed. It stresses my kids out when my husband and I are tense toward each other. They really pick up on our relationship dynamics!
Lying
Those little white lies like “tell her I’m in the shower and I can’t talk right now” are setting a very bad example. Children can not determine the difference between white lies and major lies, and it’s not fair to expect them to have integrity and to always be honest if you are not setting that example for them.
Gossiping or speaking badly about others
Those side comments about the horrible driver in front of you or talking bad about someone else while you’re talking on the phone is being carefully documented by your little one. We all want our children to be positive, encouraging people and we’re doing them a disservice by exposing them to the negative, discouraging world of gossip and putting down other people. I have a hard time with this when I’m talking to my husband about the happenings of the day. It’s easy for me to slip a negative comment in there about someone that made my day more difficult and I really don’t want my children to focus on the negative aspects of other people.
Swearing (and the like)
The words that you do not want coming out of your child’s mouth shouldn’t be coming out of your mouth when your kids are present. This goes beyond the standard s-words and b-words and includes “retarded” (which is a word I despise when it’s abused!) or “crap” or even simple things like “I hate that!” I have not been as careful as I should be about what comes out of my mouth in front of my children. Neither one are really talking yet, so I haven’t had my true reality check where one of my children says something that is inappropriate but I know that they are listening and remembering every word that I say and every reaction that I have.
The flip side to all of this is that our children are also taking notes of all of our wonderful attributes! When we do something generous for someone else, our children are watching. When we speak kindly about someone on the phone, our children are listening. When we give our spouse a big ole’ kiss when he walks in the door, our children feel warm inside because their parents love each other. Nobody is going to be a perfect example for their children at all times. We’re all human and all have our weaknesses. The best we can do is become aware of the things we’re doing that we need to change and try to change! We can also strive to do positive things in front of our children and hope that they are paying more attention to our positive habits than our negative ones.
What other areas do we need to guard against in front of our children? What areas do you struggle with the most as a mom?
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writing this with humility, because I am guilty of this topic. I think most moms have been caught up in a competitive parenting mindset at one point or another, though. These competitive parenting conversations range from everything from basic child-rearing practices, who delivered the biggest baby, who’s child accomplished major milestones the earliest (walking, potty-training, getting their first tooth, etc.) to who breastfed their child the longest. The funniest thing about our competitiveness as moms is that it isn’t limited to having the most advanced child. Sometimes, the competition is about who’s child gets up at night the most, who’s child had colic the longest, who’s child was the latest walker, who’s child is the pickiest eater, who’s child wasn’t potty trained until they were five, who’s husband helps the least, etc. I am embarrassed to admit that I have actually tried to one-up other moms about Connor’s horrific colic which forced me to hold him all night, every night, on the couch and to wear him all day in the Baby Bjorn. Why???
I have played the “Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda” game since Day One of getting pregnant with my first child. I wished I would not have gone skiing and hot-tubbing before I knew I was pregnant. I wished I wouldn’t have forgotten my prenatal vitamin so many times. This guilt game has just gotten worse and worse the longer I’ve been a mom. After my daughter was born with some health issues, I instantly took responsibility for her health problems! I was mad at myself for knowing she probably had Down syndrome and not researching more information to better equip me to be her Mommy. I also took responsibility for Connor’s heart defect because in my mind, there was surely something wrong with me. I think the hardest guilt-trips I’ve gone on have had to do with having a child with special needs and never feeling like I’m doing enough for her.
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Over the last year, I have had two precious little girls in my life receive a diagnosis of leukemia. Both girls are doing well and are both in remission. One will still be receiving chemotherapy over the next couple of years though to make sure she stays in remission. I haven’t been able to help my friend who is local with babysitting her other children during hospital stays and chemotherapy treatments because of the demands (and constant viruses) of my two children which has left me feeling inadequate and wishing I could do more. These little girls are amazingly brave and my heroes. Their mothers have been such an inspiration to me and I consider it a privilege to have them in my life!

