I’d like to know how I became the personal servant of everyone in my family.
My nine-year old daughter was doing homework last night. When she made a mistake which needed correcting she turned to me and asked, “Mom can you get me an eraser?” She was convinced that this was my job. I proceeded to tell her that God gave her two feet, and she was perfectly capable to use them to walk over to go get an eraser herself. She actually got upset with me!
This is just one example of many that I have been noticing lately. “Mom, can you get the ketchup? Mom can I have a drink? (which means mom has to get it) Where is my knife/fork/spoon? The list goes on and on and on.
I have to face reality. I have been an enabler. I have let this go on. I have to step back and allow my kids to be more independent. I need them to be more independent. I find myself getting frustrated with the constant demands.
I guess I am still stuck in the toddler era, even though my kids are well past that stage. Granted, sometimes it is just easier for Mom to take care of things, so I won’t have to listen to the complaining, won’t have to nag them to do things right (aka Mom’s way), wont have to deal with the mess that is almost inevitable to ensue. But, with four people constantly relying on me (hubby equals kid number 4 at home) it does get tiring.
Sigh. I confess. I have control issues. I must let go so my kids can grow up. Otherwise they won’t see the need to be independent and won’t experience the self-confidence that comes along with independence.