A while ago, I read a post called “Be so good at your job that your kids think you are playing.” And I thought it was nice, and that kids should feel stable and happy, not noticing all the work we do every day to feed, dress, and educate them (not to mention chores like cleaning the house and shopping!).
Except…what happens when they grow up? This part bothered me for a few days after I read the article. If kids think everything is sunshine and happiness, and that nothing is dreary or “work,” what happens when they are adults?
What if they think they’re doing it wrong? Or don’t want to work because they should be having fun all the time, like their Mom? What if they can never live up to what their memory of their Mom? How many people can never live up to how they remembered their mother or grandmother (or their spouse’s)?
Then again, I wouldn’t want the kids to think that being a mother is chores and drudgery either.
It seems to be a fine balance. Life is sunshine and happiness, but it’s also hard work and not getting your way. It’s sometimes putting other people’s needs before yours, and sometimes taking care of yourself first. It’s a mixed bag, happy and sad, and kids should see both, I’d think. Of course, it should be more happy than sad, and have a good deal of fun thrown in with the laundry and chores, too.
What do you think?