My kids are awesome. They are. I think that because I am around only them most of the time it is easy to pick out their faults and to be annoyed by any small thing they do. All it takes, though, is to be around someone else's kids for just a few minutes for me to realize how much I like my kids. And I'm sure others feel the same way about their kids after only spending 5 minutes around me and mine. Why is it so easy to complain? Whenever I catch myself complaining I feel so ashamed. I have NOTHING to complain about but yet I still do. Here is my self-psycho-analysis:
1. Complaining gives a person a feeling of valiant worth. "If things weren't so bad, I wouldn't be so amazing for dealing with them."
2. Complaining garners recognition from others. "If I make it look easy no one ever says thank you. If I complain a little then they will notice me."
3. Complaining gives a person something to talk about. We are susceptible to the journalistic theory that if it isn't awful no one will be interested. So, if we don't have anything interesting to talk about we can complain and start a sympathy conversation.
4. Complaining is a cover for laziness. "I was so lazy and now the house is a mess. I'd better start complaining so that my husband will think that it isn't because I'm lazy, but because my job is so hard." I hate when I do this because, basically, it is lying.
Here is how I'm trying to fight the complaining monster in my life.
1. I remember hearing on public radio that the best musicians are the ones who can make difficult pieces look easy. So, the best mother/wife/woman should make it look easy.
2. If no one ever says thank you then I should tell them that I would like to hear them say thank you. Sometimes people feel gratitude and just forget to express it.
3. If I don't have anything to talk about then I need to start doing something in my life worth talking about. Read a book, watch a movie, meet a new person, learn something new.
4. The only way to stop a lie is tell the truth as soon as you open your mouth. If I've been lazy I now tell my husband as soon as he walks through the door. I should never make my kids look bad, or my life look unpleasant, just because I wanted to take a day off. People will understand.
I really do have an awesome life and it only makes me look bad when I am foolish enough to complain about my blessings.