I'm both what's right and wrong with mothers "these days."
I'm on my social media when I should be present with my kids.
I placate them with lollipops, french fries, and chocolate to get them to listen or be quiet.
I buy them too many toys and go on too few free adventures.
I do too much for them and then get on them for not doing things themselves.
I claim to give them undirected and unstructured playtime, but only when such fits in our regular rigid schedule, which is like never.
I tell them to speak calmly, yet I yell at them.
And I expect from them that which I am even incapable of giving as an adult -- consistent good behavior and active listening.
But, I also do some stuff right.
I encourage them.
I build them up.
I get them to laugh.
I hug and kiss them.
I praise them not just for a job well done, but for merely trying, at anything.
I try to instill values and model how to live them.
I tell them every day that they are important.
I'm never going to be one of those that gets everything right.
I'm sure of that.
But, I do believe that I'm getting some of it right and the sum of all the some, well, it adds up to a whole heck of a lot.
Don't believe me?
Just ask the kids.