A friend and fellow parent posted this to his FB status the other day –
”Sometimes I feel unqualified to be a parent and I call those times being awake.” – Jim Gaffigan
I couldn’t help but think so true, so true. Yet, in that moment either Lola was alseep or I was not fully awake because I was feeling somewhat qualified. Not totally qualified, just slightly fooled into thinking I had it all under control even if only for that moment.
Tonight I was reminded not only am I not in control, I sometimes have NO idea what I’m doing.
The usual bedtime tactic – Mama, I’m hungry.
Seriously, kiddo? I remember you had dinner. How can you be hungry? Clearly this is part of the stall tactic.
Of course, being the BRILLIANT and Completely Qualified parent that I am, I crafted a plan.
Me: If you can drink these 12 ounces of water then you can have a snack.
Brilliant, right? The water will fill her up and she will realize she’s not actually hungry. Who knows she might even fall asleep before she finishes. Clearly, I’m a genius.
Lola downs the water in record time and claims she is still hungry. I give in.
The wiser parent, my husband, clearly more qualified than I am, says, “You know she’s going to wake you up in the middle of the night needing to go to the bathroom.” It’s not like that never happens, so I wasn’t worried, plus she actually went to the bathroom after she finished all the water.
10:15 – Enter Lola – disheveled hair, sleepy eyes, wandering through the living room half asleep – clearly she needs to go to the bathroom. I pick her up. Too late. I guess we didn’t have to wait for her to wake up in the middle of the night. I really wanted to do an extra load of laundry tonight.
So apparently, I’m not a genius, nor am I really all that qualified. Why did I think I could outsmart the 3 year old out of a bed time snack? It’s good to be humbled, right?