I will be the first to tell you that I am not always reasonable. I get emotional, my judgement falters, I lose my cool and snap at my kids. After all, I'm not perfect and I've accepted that undeniable fact. However, when I see the mom that's so damn chill and never snaps and never says "hurry up" in that one, undeniable tone, I take pause. In fact, I have questions for the mom who never seems to lose her patience with her kids. More often than not, they start with a confused look and a genuine, "How?"
I have a short fuse. While I try not to, I find myself getting impatient pretty frequently. While I know I shouldn't rush my children, when it takes 15 minutes to open the back door and walk onto the porch, I get a little feisty and less-than-understanding. Before I know it I hear myself say, "Would you just hurry up?!" or "What are you doing? Come on!" and then, like clockwork, I cringe. I try to remember that my children are little and learning and exploring. They couldn't care less that I want to get to the grocery store before all the toilet paper on sale is gone. They're on their own timetable, so me yelling, "Get in the car in the name of all that's holy!" isn't going to accomplish anything except piss everyone off.
So, when I see that mom who isn't like me; who seems to accept that having kids takes time and patience; who seems to have the patience of a saint? Well, after I stop feeling like a horrible mother, I think of some questions that I need her to answer for me, including the following: