Before I was A Mom, I use to Judge Other Moms!
It could have been me, then it was me.
I remember the time when I use to judge a Single Moms lifestyle.
I use to think that I had the answer to the problem of her crying child. ⠀⠀
I use to judge her with how her hair was done but her child's wasn't.
I use to give that single mom the look of concern while her child was acting up as if she was a bad mom. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I used to judge a mom who angrily went off on her child and said to myself she probably abuses that child physically too. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I judge the parent who talk so much but if it were me I would have giving them a good popping.
I use to seem to always have something to say in my head and with my eyes. Never really knowing the story. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Until.... Amara came into my life. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I realized that I don't do my own hair and not very good at keeping hair up. So you may see my daughter hair not intact. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
My child has pushed me mistakenly while we were playing but in someone else eyes, I was seen as the mother who doesn't have control over her child.
When my child is hysterically crying it's probably because I told her NO. Yet the stares I got was if I was the worse mom ever. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
There were moments where I had to talk to Amara over and over again. Not because I don't believe in a discipling my daughter in correction but because I fear it can turn into physically or mental abuse.
So I need to step back and examine where I am mentally before disciplining my daughter. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
So what is my point. It is easier to judge something on the sideline, until we actually experience it for ourselves. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Keep that in mind.