Confessions part 1

As a typical week in our house hold, I have had star parenting moments and, well, less brilliant ones and ones that looked sweet to start with, but turned quickly into sour.. Starting with the good ones:

1. We enjoyed a civilized lunch in a public place with quasi-well behaving children. The 21 times of practice in Egypt has finally yielded promising results. I didn't even mind paying 6 euros for warm water and it was not even accompanied with a teabag, but called chicken soup. Bravo les filles! "
2. We (myself and belly baby boy) survived the sugar stress test with only a minor humiliation (falling asleep for 45 min. in the hospital waiting room while digesting all that glucose).
3. My 2-year old composed herself autonomously after a post-nap tantrum. What a well-balanced (raised) child..
4. My 5-year old was selected to the competition gymnastics team. I am very proud.

On to the confession part:

1. I realize, despite all the wisdom read, but evidently not absorbed, that I have started living through my children's successes. I found myself posting the news to three people within 30 seconds having learned the point 4. news. Embarrassing.
2. My children are spoiled. They can ruin a whole morning over the size of a cookie..SIZE OF A COOKIE!!!!!!!!!And we have spoken about the people living in poverty and not having enough food, but reminding this has absolutely no emotional impact whatsoever. I need a serious plan to start raising the global consciousness of my children before it is too late.

There were probably quite some other incident this week, but my yoga teacher invited us to be kind to ourselves so I decide to stop here. Good night all wonderful moms. 

Confessions

As a typical week in our house hold, I have had star parenting moments and, well, less brilliant ones and ones that looked sweet to start with, but turned quickly into sour.. Starting with the good ones:

1. We enjoyed a civilized lunch in a public place with quasi-well behaving children. The 21 times of practice in Egypt has finally yielded promising results. I didn't even mind paying 6 euros for warm water and it was not even accompanied with a teabag, but called chicken soup. Bravo les filles! "
2. We (myself and belly baby boy) survived the sugar stress test with only a minor humiliation (falling asleep for 45 min. in the hospital waiting room while digesting all that glucose).
3. My 2-year old composed herself autonomously after a post-nap tantrum. What a well-balanced (raised) child..
4. My 5-year old was selected to the competition gymnastics team. I am very proud.

On to the confession part:

1. I realize, despite all the wisdom read, but evidently not absorbed, that I have started living through my children's successes. I found myself posting the news to three people within 30 seconds having learned the point 4. news. Embarrassing.
2. My children are spoiled. They can ruin a whole morning over the size of a cookie..SIZE OF A COOKIE!!!!!!!!!And we have spoken about the people living in poverty and not having enough food, but reminding this has absolutely no emotional impact whatsoever. I need a serious plan to start raising the global consciousness of my children before it is too late.

There were probably quite some other incident this week, but my yoga teacher invited us to be kind to ourselves so I decide to stop here. Good night all wonderful moms.