I dislike the idea of “Mommy Wars.”
Magazines, Newspapers, TV they perpetuate. I work outside the home AND I have kids, YOU are a SAHM so you have more time…Obviously I have it harder than you.
Well, I’m a SAHM to x number of kids, my husband works, and I’m up to my ears in playdoh and homework day in and day out.
Well, My kid is a special needs kid, blah, blah, blah….
It goes on and on and on.
This stems from an article I read the other day from another blogger. Her child is a special needs child. She didn’t go into too much detail in regards to his diagnosis, but I imagine he would be considered high functioning as she said he was expressing his hurt over not being as coordinated as the other children. I will admit, I’m on shaky ground here, I don’t know any mother’s with autistic children, so I am not sure of the spectrum and all it entails.
BUT, what caught my eye is the author’s mindset, that those people with ‘normal’ kids really shouldn’t complain.
If your child plays teams sports, you really shouldn’t say anything about their schedule or the money involved, because her child won’t get to play team sports.
If you get the chance to cheer them on at a game, you should be grateful, and not say a word about the coach who yells constantly.
And that’s fine and dandy, but to then go on and say you want to slap mother’s that complain about their 'normal’ kids?
Now, dont’ get me wrong. I get venting, I get frustration (I have five kids…hello!), I understand what it feels like to be overwhelmed and then to wake up to yet another smackdown. I get that.
I don’t get HER frustrations, because I’m not her, but I know what I feel like when I feel like I keep getting knocked down every time I try to stand up.
And I know, at this stage, how important it is to make sure my needs come across clearly.
Having five kids is challenging. Having a child that requires extra attention adds to that. IF I am having a rough day, I’m not going to approach my friend with no children and tell her I want to slap her because she has not kids!
That doesn’t set the stage for her to offer me what I need the most-an ear to vent. A shoulder to cry on.
If Roy has been at work all day, and he’s exhausted and stressed out, if he walked in the door and said he wanted to punch me because he was so frustrated, I would assume I did something wrong, not that he had a bad day at work, and my hackles would immediately go up, as opposed to my arms opening up to give him the hug he probably wants.
We all deserve a break, we all deserve some time to kick back and take a breath, but you can’t cry that you never have that chance when you are the one that refuses to hire a babysitter.
I used to complain that we had no friends…might have been because I rarely put myself out there. I found excuses to not leave the comfort of my own home, and yet having friends I can count on, friends I can turn to…I can’t tell you what a relief it is to simply know they are there!
The idea that someone shouldn’t be allowed to complain about what causes them stress because you think you have it worse, might be an indicator as to why you feel ostracized.
Would you want to be friends with someone that belittled the things in your life that you find challenging? Would you want to be friends with someone that puts limits on what you can talk about because they have it so much worse and you are obviously an idiot for thinking the way you do?
WE ALL have challenges we face, yours will no doubt be different than mine, but that doesn’t mean I will slap you because you complain about not having any milk and my father has cancer. (He is in remission! Almost 18 months now!)
What I find challenging, might be very different than what you find challenging. The battles I face, might never cross your radar, and vice versa.
But the point is, this isn’t a competition. I’m not saying you need to support me, you don’t know me, but I am asking you not to threaten physical violence because you are having a rough day and I’m not.
Ok…off my soapbox