My "things in the mouth" is more about my lack of appropriate number of hands needed to deal with kids.
|This many hand would have been helpful|
when the twins were born.
But I think the worst thing that ever was in my mouth was my foot - (and you all know how I feel about feet) - and I didn't realize it until AFTER I became a parent. How judgy I was of those other parents who let their kids disturb my meal with screams and tantrums (okay, I still judge because I refuse to take my kids out and ruin other people's dinner), and the parents who gave their kids candy to shut them up (I did this just yesterday! I mean seriously, how many times can TWO 2 year olds scream "lollipop" at you when you have a migraine before you buckle under the pressure?), and the worst - the time I chastised my dear friend for bringing her toddler over to my house in his jammies. I remember saying, "oh put that poor kid in some clothes!"
How stupid and foolish I was. I remember thinking how much MORE I knew about parenting than she did because she was "just a new mom" and I was - what? A know-it-all? Someone who was so smart I didn't even need to HAVE a kid to know what was best? I mean, I read BOOKS and I paid ATTENTION to life. Not that she didn't of course - I was just an ignorant fool with my foot in my mouth.
I still think of that day, as I watch my twins run around in their jammies well into nap time - and they are almost old enough to be in preschool. I started letting my oldest sleep in her clothes for the next day when she was 2 because it was easier to dress her at night than at 5:30 am when she was getting up and I was getting ready for work.
So, SO many things I do now to cut corners and save time, and it's not hurting anyone, and there is nothing wrong with it, and I am SURE I would be pissed if someone were to try and question my judgement here. But she was SO gracious at the time - or beat down by postpartum and I should have known better than to chastise her for anything - she simply said, "I know I should, poor thing, he's hardly ever out of jammies. But it's just so much EASIER this way" and she smiled at me and we had a nice visit. She had put her kid in the car and driven almost an hour to come to my house and visit. And I had NO idea at the time what an effort that could be.
Of ALL the things I regret so far about being a parent, it's that pre-parenting foot-in-mouth syndrome.
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