Confessions of a Bad Mom

Posted on April 22, 2008 in Fun-tivities by little mochi

Look! Aren’t I cute? You can win me!!!
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If only Little Mochi was a girl…

When our child grows up and becomes a rug rat, a really bad rug rat, or joins a gang, or does drugs, or gets into other kinds of trouble, many of us moms tend to think it’s our parenting. Are we really bad parents? Or are they the byproduct of a bad surrounding? But then again, we can argue that it’s the parent’s responsibility to remove the child from the bad surrounding and the bad situation. We are supposed to be aware of everything that goes on with our kids, right?

Who in the hell has the time to keep watch on their kids 24/7? I sure don’t - and I’ve only got one kid. It’s not like I’m fortunate enough to be a SAHM! Some of us just can’t afford it. So don’t give me a hard time for not raising my kid “correctly” when you have the luxury to stay at home with your kid all while we have to work overtime!

Hey, if that sounds familiar, come vent with me.

Gagazine.com is running yet another giveaway. This week’s theme: Bad Parenting Confessions. Go on, pour your guts out and let them know what you did wrong as a parent for a chance to win that cute dress pictured at the beginning of this post.

As I read through a few of the confessions, I laugh. I laugh not because they are funny. I laugh because most of them seem so trivial. But it’s amazing how much we focus on trying to be a perfect parent. But then we slip because we are too tired, too lazy or whatever excuse we can come up with. And when the kid grows up to do drugs, join gangs, talks back, etc, we blame it on that one incident: “When Jr. was 6 months old and on, I didn’t spend enough time with him so now he’s in a gang. And it’s all my fault.”

We should as parents not be so hard on ourselves - I may be hypocritical because I’m pretty hard on myself as well. But perhaps we should learn to relax a little bit and let your little ones find their identity instead of us trying to mold them into who they really aren’t.

PS. I might just change my mind later on this thought! It’s just how I am feeling at this moment in time. :-)



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