Unprofessional Parenting

Well, I’ve been pondering this post for a while and I’m just now getting around to it because it seems so wrong to write in the first place.  This makes me feel like a really terrible and ungrateful parent but I’m hoping that this confession might reach out to one or two other mothers out there who feel the same way and find themselves living with this tremendous guilt.

Let me preface by saying that (so far) I have a really happy kid. He is relatively easy to take care of - he eats almost anything I put in front of him, he doesn’t get in to too much stuff that he isn’t supposed to, and he’s almost always smiling. So here’s the confession - sometimes his happiness makes me crazy. Sometimes it’s even (**cringe**) annoying.

There - it’s out. Yes, sometimes his smiling and giggling can be really annoying. He tends to think everything is a joke and “fun time” so even when I’m trying to be serious he’s laughing. When I tell him it’s time to brush his teeth he falls down on the ground, refuses to get up, and laughs his head off when I drag him into the bathroom. When I need to get him dressed in the morning he refuses to cooperate but he laughs the entire time. This isn’t exactly tantrum material but what the heck? All of life can’t be that funny, can it?

Here’s the worst of all: I tell him not to try to climb up the dressers in my most serious mommy voice. I explain that it’s not safe, I don’t want him to get ouchies. He laughs the entire time I’m talking. Laughs. Right in my face.

He’s only two so he’s either just a really happy kid or an evil genius who will eventually drive me mad. I suppose only time will tell.