The Mom Badge Kids Activities Blog
There are many variations of the Mom Badge. Some we wear proudly, others grudgingly, maybe even a few with resentment.
Yesterday was a day of wearing the Mom Badge with reluctance and and so finally acceptance. Butterfly was having an off day from the beginning. She slept in (glorious!) but that was where the good stopped. We had wailing and gnashing of teeth because of things like not being able to reach a book (the horror!). Food was a major role player in the day besides. Butterfly might be fiddling, but she tin pack away the food like nobody'southward business. Then at dwelling house, I wore the "here to serve" Mom Badge (exercise we ever take that one off?).
We headed to Mass in the afternoon, leaving the house one-half an 60 minutes early to arrive at the church building that is less than a mile away (I don't like being tardily). I realize that my obsession with being early means the kids have to sit quietly for an actress thirty minutes every week. And perchance I need to relax on that, at least for Butterfly's sake. Anyway, she fabricated it articulate from the offset that she did not dig the whole "be quiet and stay by Mommy" plan I had hoped to implement. She screeched a screech that will surely lead to hearing aids in my future if it keeps up. We couldn't fifty-fifty stay in the vestibule of the church building. We had to caput all the way outside (where it was a pleasant 100 degrees) so every bit to not disturb the worshiping congregation. So I wore the "trying hard to be patient" Mom Badge.
After Mass nosotros joined some friends for dinner at a eatery. I was already wearing my "kid fell and scraped a knee and bled on me" Mom Badge. We actually should take gone straight home. Butterfly'south behavior at Mass was plenty to brand me desire to habiliment a "who is this Mom person?" NOT-a-Mom Bluecoat, but we soldiered on.
We chose a eating place that is really kind of small-scale and not conducive to our large group. Mistake. While we waited for our server to bring usa drinks, Butterfly allow her frustration and immense hunger pains be known. Finally we get some fries and salsa. Butterfly likes to swallow salsa. But she doesn't know when she'southward had enough, which leads to spitting and screaming. Before long plenty she was dipping chips in ranch dressing and then in ketchup. She likes to dip. We indulge her. Fourth dimension for the "I'll practice anything to stop the screaming" Mom Badge. Nosotros plowed through our meal with varying levels of screaming/eating/happiness. Finally we got our dessert to go and left the restaurant, when all the other patrons promptly let out a whoop and a holler. Okay, maybe non, but I bet they were glad to see us become. At this point, I was covered in various dipping substances and Butterfly was in full-on meltdown mode. I was wearing the "Oh dear Lord just get me out of here at present" Mom Badge.
In one case we were home and Butterfly was cleaned up and sleeping contentedly in her bed, I donned my "What was I thinking?" Mom Badge. Butterfly had a bad twenty-four hour period earlier we ever left the firm. I knew that she was not feeling similar herself. What made me think she would magically transform into a sweet and saintly kid at church or the restaurant? The truth is, the badge we wear all the time is the "I'm the developed, I have to make the hard choices" Mom Badge. And I left that one at habitation yesterday. And we all paid for it. I desire to wear a badge that proclaims the joy in my life. A badge that tells people "Yes, I'm blest! God is Good!"
And so what can I do to wear that one more than often? I'll be thinking about that and get back to you.
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