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This week for our parenting class homework we have to fill out two thought bubbles. The first one contains all the negative thoughts that go through our heads when our child is misbehaving.
Here’s an example of what goes through my head when LB is throwing a tantrum:
- “OMG did I make this drama queen?”
- “She’s almost 3 and she can’t even calm herself down!”
- “This is totally out of control. How did it get this bad?”
- “ITS JUST A LOLLIPOP!”
- “What if she passes out?”
- “What if she’s still acting like this when she’s goes to school?”
- “Christ I’m going to have a tantrum-throwing teenager!”
- “What if she’s a complete spoiled brat even at 21?”
- “I suck as a mother.”
- “What if Rooferman uses this against me in court?”
- “I bet Ann Coulter will use me a perfect example for why single moms are the bane of the universe.”
- “I should just give up.”
For real. I think this crap. They should certify me in self-degradation. There wasn’t enough room in the thought bubble for all the negative things I come up with. In fact, it was so hard for me to write positive thoughts, I barely had two happy things written in the other bubble.
Then I had an epiphany. I took my pen and wrote this down:
Singing’ don’t worry. About a thing. Cause every little thing’s gonna be alright.”
Yep. I’m using Bob Marley as my happy thought.
So every time LB goes to the darkside, I start to sing Three Little Birds in my head. It totally works. I’m starting to weather a tantrum without my blood pressure rising.
Thanks Bob. Helping single parents even from the grave, mahn.