I’m dedicating this week of blogging to crazy mommyhood. As I prepare to leave for Haiti on the 11th, I can’t stop thinking about my kids. Are they going to survive without me for a week? These are the questions zipping around in my head: Who will remember to turn the baby monitor on at night? Who will remember to buy milk before it runs out? Will Zoie be OK at the babysitters house (1st time?) Will anyone remember to cook dinner at a reasonable hour? Yes, that’s right, I’m leaving my kids for a week with their awesome, amazingly fun, easy going daddy and I don’t need to worry about them for a second. They are in the best hands and hubby will do a great job, even if he does forget to buy the milk.
One of the things I love saying to my 3 kids is, “Bring your drama to your momma.” I always want them to feel safe to come to me when they have had a crazy day (there’s no such thing as a bad day.) Teenagers have a lot of drama. I’m blessed to have 2 teens, so we have double the drama at times. When my kids bring me their drama, I have 2 choices on how I’m going to respond. 1) I can freeek out pouring fuel on the drama or 2) just play it cool. Believe me, I have tried both sides of the game. Not to long ago, my son and I were eating lunch at a yummy Mexican restaurant a few hours before dropping him off at golf camp. Michael had just earned his driver’s permit and wanted to make sure he got in a few practice runs. We had a great lunch, lots of laughs and plenty of time to make it home before drop off. My son was in the drivers seat, backing up my van when all of a sudden he made a crazy sharp turn and crashed into something behind us. My first reaction was to scream yell “SLOW DOWN!!” but it was too late. We both looked back and knew this was more than a fender bender. He backed straight into a parked car parallel behind us. My van has a back up camera, but somehow this large, black car was missed out of sight. The worst part was the frenzy that happened when 10 people circled us yelling different views of the accident. This was A+ drama. I couldn’t believe he forgot to look behind him before jamming the car in reverse, but I made a quick choice. I reacted calmly to the mob and sweet talked our way out of the driver calling the police. There were a few new dings and bangs on his very dinged up, banged up car, but overall everything went pretty smooth.
Michael apologized 100 times to me how bad he felt backing out too fast and it was easy for me to say to him, “Live and learn.” He spent the summer paying us back for the mini collision and he learned to look carefully before backing up the family car.
I instinctively wanted to yell, but I didn’t. (this time)
This is why I love the lessons we can learn from drama. I make mistakes everyday and I’m grateful I love a God who loves me and forgives me when I back up too fast in life.
Do you let your kids bring their drama to you? I want to hear…