My Mom had this ‘theory’ growing up. She was convinced that if she said something bad about someone, whatever it was she said would happen to her. I was never completely sold on this idea, but I have to give her credit, she does have some pretty hard evidence that proves her theory. As a result of this belief, her mantra was always, ‘If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all.’
Of course she’s not the first Mother to want to instill these types of values into her children. But this was doctrine for my Mom.
I’m not sure what happens out there in the universe, but there’s a strange phenomenon that occurs the moment you become a Mother. You realize that all this time, all these years; your Mother was right about everything! Thinking of myself as a teenager, and knowing I have two daughters of my own, I now find it cruel that this epiphany takes so long to occur. None the less, it has officially occurred and I’m sure my Mother couldn’t be happier.
When I was pregnant, I did something terrible. I did the thing that all people without children do; I judged. It seems like, family aside, I almost didn’t notice other people’s kids until I was about to have my own. Then all of a sudden, the moment there was a baby in my belly, I became an expert on all things parenting.