I need a good vent session so I figured this is as good a place as any to do that. I'm so tired of the pushy, do-gooder, one up everyone, force my opinions on people, fill in the blank for whatever else society that I live in. Sometimes I just wish it were the 1950's when life was simple. Although, I wasn't alive in the 50's so I can't attest to the simplicity of life by experience, only by watching Leave it to Beaver. I know there are several jokes coming about my ability to be June Cleaver but if I lived back then I probably would have had a better chance at it. I am just as guilty as anyone else of thinking that everyone should think like me, in fact I'm probably writing this blog because I'm tired of people who don't think like me.
Say this, don't say that; do this, don't do that; eat this, don't eat that; pray about this, not about that; wear this, don't wear that; vote for this person, not that person.
The news is all about gas prices, elections, murders, molestation, and meth labs. I used to have the mentality that if a person wasn't educated on current events and the world around them that they were shallow. I don't even want to hear about current events or the world around me anymore. I would much rather watch the shallow drama on The Bachelor than the 5:00 news. We can't prevent the world from falling apart, it's Biblical, so why do we have to analyze it?
Should kids eat french fries? Should kids watch TV? Should kids play video games? What age is too young for competitive sports? Should a kid read 10 mins a day or 15 mins? You're kid is potty trained at 15 months? Well my 2 year old knows his alphabet, colors, shapes, can count to 100 and recite all 50 states. Seriously? Why can't kids just be kids? They're our kids for a reason. Our parental decisions are what's best for our kids. Disclaimer: some people just shouldn't be able to reproduce in general. While I'm on this note, I'm so sick of hearing about childhood obesity that I could scream. Almost every kid goes through a chunky phase. Granted some kids don't get out of that phase and that should be addressed but to make umbrella decisions b/c of others parenting decisions gets under my skin. If I want to feed my kid a pop tart and a happy meal, I have the God given right to do that. I have to make a deliberate effort to make as high calorie food for Aly as possible. I do not have to explain to the mom next to me at a restaurant why I am letting her drink sweet tea or why if she only eats 1 nugget she still gets ice cream. An entire chicken nugget is HUGE for her. A tablespoon of spagetti is awesome! For that matter, I do not have the time or the energy to care whether that nugget and spagetti is organic or not. If anyone has the time for that, more power to them.
I have spent the last week devoting alot of time to Aly's IEP testing. This is a exhaustive, emotional process that I don't expect anyone that hasn't been through it to understand. This being my first time experiencing it may make it more stressful b/c I don't know what to expect. What I would like to tell them (or scream at them) is "Just because my kid looks fine on the outside doesn't mean you can dismiss her. She's not autistic and does not have a disorder or illness that you routinely deal with. That being said, you still have to deal with her. Thank you very much." I of course would say that in the nicest way possible :-)
I love my kids and enjoy spending time with them. Each of their ages are fun. I always think each stage is the most fun but then they reach a new stage and then that one is just as fun. I want to spend my energy on having fun with them, letting them have fun with each other and their friends and teaching them as little people to grow up and be respectful big people. I will not reach that goal in the same way as the next mom will and that's okay. It doesn't matter what the Today Show's "expert" says, Parenting magazine writes, or even what my friends think.
I honestly at this point do not care about the election, how many meth labs are in Evansville, who murdered who, or if you think it's your right to smoke in a public building. I will avoid the news as much as possible and enjoy Dancing with the Stars instead.
Now that I've said my piece I'll get off my soapbox and turn my attention to the laughing, screaming kids that are dangerously balancing on the rails of the swing set. Oh and while I was writing this, I won "Mother of the Year"...the baby fell on the patio and now has road rash on her nose. Just another day at the Edmondson's.
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