With absolutely no disrespect in mind or inappropriate reference to the bombing at Pearl Harbor, this is the landscape of my thinking at times. My daughters have even referred to these occasional lapses as Mom/the Voice of Doom.
I really did feel I needed to warn all three daughters, while at Texas A&M, to beware of someone hiding under their car in the campus parking garage who could slash their Achilles tendon with a knife and disable them.
I really did think that I needed to sit with my back to the wall in public places, as I have previously shared on this blog, perhaps time traveling to the era of shoot outs with Bonnie and Clyde.
I really did nod at my husband in complicit agreement, in our hotel room in New Normal, Texas tonight, when he returned from locating the exit with the count of the number of steps from our room to the stairs.
I really did , while growing up on a ranch, walk with my head down looking for rattlesnakes because my father told me to.
I have so many wonderful warnings stored in my memory bank- both precious and extreme that I would love to share.
Oddly enough, I ignore warnings directed at my own behavior ( specifically associated with cholesterol, exercise, bone loss, weight gain/loss, hormones, artificial sweeteners, Diet Coke side effects,dry skin, crossword puzzles for maintaining my thinking- including brushing my teeth with my left hand ,and Pearl Harbor really does come to mind).
My office is now open for advice , solutions, opinions, and dire warnings.
(I need a distraction!)
I still do some of the things I was warned against too....and I warn my kids of things that make sense to me...but others seem to think I am paranoid!
ReplyDeleteI think that extreme thinking is just part of being a good mom or parent. We love our kids so much we just want to help them...even if it is annoying to them. My girls and husband always laugh and mimick me..."what did I just tell you!"
ReplyDeleteBut you know, sometimes you just have to make a point!!!LOL
Debra
They used to listen to me with rapt attention...No more..so I am learning not to warn. One thing I did and my children..all seven raised theirs children the same way. NO peanuts! If they accidently get some...DO NOT MAKE THEM CRY..take no chances of them choking.
ReplyDeleteOn this...this one thing..my children listened. I wrote of this tradgedy in my blog.
You need a distraction? LOL...I think WE are a distraction for you...blogging I mean? At least for me it is. Where else can you find a more wonderful group of people who listen and try to understand..and don't judge! :) Makes me smile!
Mona
So true. We are always warning others to be careful but we don't for some reason do the things that we need do to keep ourselves healthy. Why is that I wonder?
ReplyDeleteI think of worries and put them in my phone to remind me to remind my kids. Pityful. Then I see the extreme my own mother worries about. When she babysits my neices kids she won't let them play outside because a branch might fall from a tree and hit them.
ReplyDeleteMy daughter will say, "don't be so negative." I say, it is preparing for all eventualities. Now, she had her own kids...
ReplyDeleteI'm right there with you Laura. My family calls me the bad news police! My poor daughter will likely be a paranoid adult just like her mother. Hang in there, as it happens with me it comes and goes, perhaps with our hormone changes. :-)
ReplyDeleteMy boys hated me when they lived at home. My "every time they left the house" advice was: Don't drink and drive and put a raincoat on it, soldier. I remember one of their friends saying, as he walked away, "I can't believe your mom just said that." My kiddo simply replied, "Believe it."
ReplyDeleteI, too, am a dire warning Momma. But what the heck...This way in some weird kind of way if anything did ever happen we can ease our endless parental guilt by acknowledging to ourselves....I warned them!!!
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