the other night, the little big man handed me a brown sheet of paper from school. it read "pupil's behavioral report". it showed 5 minor offenses committed by him to which i had to sign to prove that i am informed of this situation.
i was saddened by this that i couldn't help but shed a few tears right in front of my son. which made him feel soooo full of remorse. he cried and hugged me and promised to behave in school from now on.
makes me think of all those times that my friends would tell me what a great mom i am. to which i always tell them that i actually have a lot -- a whole lot, for that matter -- of flaws as a mother. for one thing, i do not cook. i do not iron clothes, much less wash them. i spend too much time on facebook, farmville and market street instead of sitting with them through a good book. i don't know how to braid or even tie my daughter's hair properly that won't make her look like she's having a bad hair day. i let them get dirty but i do make them wash up after. i sometimes forget to check their homeworks, boo!! i don't wake up in the middle of the night to make them pee , thus, a wet bed at 3 a.m.
i cannot, for the life of me, bear the smell of barf but i am unbelievably able to clean up several ounces of julla's fresh barf every so often. i learned to clean up my kids' poo back during their diaper-wearing days too. i am ever patient with them when they are being whiny or clingy. i do wash the dishes. i sew my kids' names inside their underwear and i make fabulous name tags for their books, notebooks and school supplies which i really think is quite cool. i read to them whenever i can (or when i'm not on facebook hahah!). i buy them cool clothes, shoes and toys believing it boosts their confidence to have cool things. i make sure they go to good schools and expose them to everything i can to make them well-rounded persons. i lie in bed with open arms and let each kid snuggle up in each armpit, every night, hugging them to me until they fall asleep. by request, i skip work to spend a whole day with them. and everyday, i go straight home from work to maximize family time. (and facebook time, har-har!) i attend every school activity or extra-curricular event that my kid is involved in.
i wake them up gently. i tickle them. i bathe them. i kiss and hug them as often as i can and as much as they'll allow me. i never break promises as long as i can help it. i
i could go on and on. yet, i can never claim to be worst mom in the world. nor the greatest. i think, each mom has something only her own children will benefit from. the way we love them is our own. we will only know we're doing the right thing everytime they hug us back, kiss us back.
Don't worry that your children never listen to you:
worry that they are always watching you.