I bought bouncy balls for my son’s class treasure box. Something nice for the teacher, a simple way to show my son what...
Amy Weatherly, a mum and blogger, wanted to do something nice for her son's teacher and stopped by Target to pick up a few bouncy balls to donate to his classroom's "treasure chest." After having her son pick out a few options, Amy considered texting his teacher to ensure that when it was his turn to pick out a prize from the chest, he got the basketball bouncy ball that he wanted. But rather than whipping out her phone, she had a revelation: maybe she should just let her son learn the valuable lesson that sometimes you get what you get, and you don't get upset. In a now-viral Facebook post, Amy explained that the back-and-forth involved with these decisions is why mums are so tired — and she's definitely onto something.
"My initial reaction was to text the teacher and ask her if she could hold one for him," Amy wrote. "After all, he helped pick them out, so he kind of deserves to get the one he wants, right? But then the other half of me thought 'No, you'd better not.' He needs to learn to be happy with whatever he gets. He needs to learn that you get what you get and you don't throw a fit. And you don't need to be interfering in his life anyways."
"And then it dawned on me: This. This is why mums are so exhausted."
Amy finally realized that the mental gymnastics required to analyse what's best for your kid is truly what does parents in at the end of the day.
"And then it dawned on me: This. This is why mums are so exhausted," she said, adding that, "Yes, we chase kids. Yes, we clean up after them like the guy scooping up poop behind the horses in the parade. But I don't believe that's the true source of our exhaustion. I believe it's this dance, this teetering back and forth between trying to walk this very, very fine line of what is right and what is wrong. What is black and what is white. What is good for our kids and what is even better."
And if you're one of the mums and dads who are constantly weighing the options in terms of raising your kids, Amy has a message for you: go easy on yourself.
"I can only tell you this: you're doing a good job," Amy wrote. "You're doing a hella good job . . . They're going to be fine, and so are you. Sometimes you'll miss the mark, sometimes you'll be off by a few feet, or even a few hundred."