As parents we make a lot of sacrifices for our kids. We give up hobbies, change careers, and succumb to the fact that we may never sleep again. But as they grow older, the sacrifices change and we take on new tasks that we despise. But we do them willingly (with gritted teeth) for the love of our children. Here’s my list of 10 things I do just for them:
1) Rainbow Loom
This one wins the award for “wish it was my idea/wish I didn’t buy one” toy of the year. When I had first heard of it, I thought it was brilliant. Finally, a toy that taught dexterity, creativity, and encouraged quiet play! Little did I know, that little loom would result in my spending hours of my life (which I will never get back), weaving elastics and attaching c-clips to a never-ending sea of rubber jewellery.
Gone are the days when I could listen to my own playlist. Now my stereo consists of Katy Perry’s “Roar”, Taylor Swift’s “Trouble” and “Let It Go” from the Frozen soundtrack, on repeat upon repeat upon frickin’ repeat.
I actually loved Transformers when I was a kid. But now that I’m a parent, I despise the little robots. Is it just me or are they impossible to “transform”? Lawd help me…
Another childhood favourite that has come back to haunt me. What happened to the pile of colourful pieces that could be combined in limitless ways? Nowadays they come with a short novel of assembly instructions. They say 5+, but should really indicate the 30+ age requirement for patience and assembly.
I hope you like your child’s favourite show or movie, because if you’re not at the stage yet, be prepared to watch that show/movie again, and again, and again, and again, and again…and again….
As the sole chef in my household, I’ve had the pleasure of cooking whatever my taste buds desire….until recently. Now I have to make the choice between making food I love, or making food my kids will eat. There is no middle ground on this one.
I’m a big fan of snuggles and hugs from my littles, but I think at a certain point, it’s time to stop the pick-up requests. While they love to be picked up and coddled every once in awhile, my back doesn’t love the uppies. If only I could implement a “must be less than 30 pounds to ride this mom” rule.
It starts as an occasional tune hummed to your baby in the rocking chair, and before you know it, you have developed a full-blown syndrome. The Mommy Singsong Syndrome, that is. I can’t say that I totally hate it, but it is definitely embarrassing when you catch yourself doing it in public.
9) Polly Pockets
At first sight, I thought they were cute little dolls. And then we brought some home, and I was introduced to quite possibly the worst time and patience sucker known to parents of girls. Try dressing a pile of 30 Polly Pockets as fast as possible, and tell me you don’t want to drink a bottle of wine when you’re done.
10) Fix it?
This applies especially to toys with batteries. That loud, obnoxious toy that someone gifted your little one has finally quieted to a whisper, and eventually stopped moving. And you thank your lucky stars that the beast is dead. And then you hear in that sweet little voice that you just can’t resist, “mommy, can you please fix it?”
What do you do for your kids with gritted teeth, just because you love them?