The world is indeed unkind sometimes, especially when you’re married with children. But — c’est la vie. To me, the world shines a great deal brighter with parents like Kelly Eden in it. Eager to respond to her beautiful article, My Kid’s Needed Me To Be Kind So I Stopped Being Nice, I passionately (and efficiently) made love to my husband and then fired up my laptop.
What kindness means to me as a mother, a wife, and a woman (a force to be reckoned with):
- Pouring everything I’ve got (my blood, sweat, and tears) into educating my kids on how to be kind to themselves first.
- Teaching them how to trust their gut by showing them I believe in mine.
- Raising them to be independent (not dependent) one age-appropriate life skill lesson at a time (how to bath themselves, clip their nails, cook, fold clothes, be responsible with their finances, etc.).
- Showing them how to do things before telling them how to do it.
- Teaching my kids the value of taking care of themselves mentally and physically by leading by example.
- Genuinely connecting with my ten-year-old son, Liam, and making him laugh so hard his face hurts.
- Giving my seven-year-old daughter, Luna, my unwavering attention (and extra time to talk) at bedtime even though I’m exhausted and can’t wait for her to go the f**k to sleep.
- Telling Mr. Grey that I love him, giving him a good kiss on those undulating sexy man lips of his, and leaving the room to do my own thing for the night.
- Clearly communicating what I want and need in my marriage. (i.e., a conversation loaded with honesty, integrity, and emotional intelligence.)
- Being okay with not being okay. (Letting go of being perfect and not wanting to be.)
- Ending every day with a lonesome, lengthy, and steamy shower (by candlelight) while I reflect on how I feel about my life and what I’m doing tomorrow to be a better human than I was today.
- Taking my vitamins.
- Cutting down on caffeine.
- Maintaining a strong identity outside of being a mother and a wife.
- Saying “Yes” only when I want to and not giving a long explanation for saying “No”. (This fits into all three categories)
- Working out 4 -5 days a week.
- Missing a workout (or taking five “rest” days in a row) and loving myself anyway.
Thank you, Kelly, for your piece on kindness. Reading it immediately got my wheels turning and was a refreshing way to start the new year!
“One of the hardest parts about being a parent is that, if you’re good at it, eventually, you’re out of a job.” — Fuller House, Danny Tanner
Thank you for reading and spending some time with me today.❤
© Divina Grey 2020