Don’t be selfish!

I think it’s selfish to remain in a relationship with the Father or Mother of your child just because you don’t have the “balls” to tell your child you’re no longer in love. 

I get it, that shit sucks! No kids wants to deal with their parents separating, but you know what? The sooner you end things, the better.

 Kids are smart, they pick things up. They pick up the good and bad vibes in life, if you’re not happy they’ll know and it’ll only hurt them more in the future knowing you stayed together because of them. They will blame themselves and honestly that’s not something you should ever want for your kid. 

It’s just my opinion I guess but, I’m glad my parents divorced and separated before I was old enough to understand what was truly happening. Two homes are way better than one broken home. 

Healing process

As a Mother, I feel I never have time to worry about myself. I look in the mirror and feel almost disgusted with the person I’ve become, I am damaged. I am an emotional wreck, I cry for almost any reason. I get stressed easily and raise my voice when things get tough. I’m the Mom that I look at on the street and think “I’m glad I’m not like her.” I’m a woman, but I feel less. I feel worthless and compared to every woman I walk by. I’m insecure, I am damaged. I fear nothing could heal the pain in my heart, but my children. The days go by and I watch them grow into beautiful souls and I feel like I’ve accomplished more than I ever thought I could. I remember I’m raising four beings, I remember that I am only human and I am beautiful. I remember that giving birth to four children is why I was put on this earth. I remember, maybe I’m not that damaged, but healing. I’m alive, I’m a mother, and I’m hopeful that with time I can feel like me again. I can be a better me for me and a better being for my little beings. I can almost hear the words slipping from my mouth. “I’m not damaged, I’m healed.” 

There’s no such thing as the perfect kid…

A lot of us seem to think that our kid is perfect; heck, I have four kids, and I think they’re all perfect in their own way. But they’re not. Nobody is perfect and I fear that when we tell our kids they’re perfect, it forces them to grow up in a way they shouldn’t have too. While, telling them they’re perfect can bring lots of self confidence, it can also bring stress. They’ll never want to let you down- can you imagine the headaches that’ll bring when they have to explain a bad grade, an accident in bed, a fight at school or with a sibling? I don’t think it’s fair for a parent to call their child perfect in an imperfect world. Give them a chance, let them know that it’s okay to mess up at life — we learn from it! We make mistakes and we get up and move passed it. Everyone makes mistakes, because nobody is perfect. The sooner we teach our children this, the sooner we have less jerks in the world!