double standard

Do you ever have one of those days where you realize how crap of a parent you really are? Today I totally had one of those moments. I was getting so tired of Maisie complaining about something, so I continued to give her a little speech about how EASY she has it compared to other children around the world. I told her about the children in Somalia who were starving and had no water or food and I told her about other children who are forced to work.

Then about an hour later, I complained to a friend and Justin that, “Justin didn’t buy water and there is no way I am going to drink the tap water…. because I don’t want to throw up.” In reality, the water is gross and probably not the healthiest water that ever was, but it is water!

Can we say DRAMA? My friend was so disgusted at what I said. His response was, “I need to send you to Africa in only your underwear and then let’s see what you have to say.” Burn.

I’ve been feeling convicted of my own complaints lately. I have it so good in life, yet I find so many things to be unhappy with. What’s the deal!?

Yesterday I had a little cry and mourning on how my body isn’t what it used to be since having two kids. Certain places are just a bit more soft (or squishy) than they once were. I felt like I needed to grieve this a bit. Then Justin reminded me of a young friend who has just dealt with breast cancer. Burn.

Why do I need these reminders to realize how ridiculous my own complaints are? Life is good, yet I somehow find a way to feel depressed.

We went to the sea yesterday and instead of feeling grateful for the water, the sun, the green hills around, I felt lonely. What!?!? Justin reminded me that people only dream to come here for vacation and we can get on a train and enjoy it in just an hour. Burn.

I think the next time I decide to give Maisie a lecture, I should check myself first. I am in need of some lecturing. Big time.

Here’s to a change of attitude! I think as well as saying goodbye to facebook, I will say goodbye to my ridiculous complaints and trade it for gratefulness and thankfulness.