As parents, we do everything for our kids. We want them to learn how to be independent, do things for themselves and others, sure.
But if they want something done, and they can’t physically do it, we’re right there to take care of it.
We feed them, clothe them, bathe them, and wipe up their poop. (Wherever it may be. Ideally? In the diaper. Even better? In the toilet so we just have to flush. I’m still waiting for that very special day…)
So after all of that, why do we let them beat us up?
We’re wiped out enough from chasing them around. Now they get to poke, prod, kick, and scratch us?!
Part of my daughter’s bedtime routine is jumping off of daddy into her bed.
That means he lays on the floor and she steps up on his stomach, (or back, depending on her mood), counts to ten (while bouncing), then push-jumps off of him into bed.
When my son’s little hands aren’t occupied by pulling gobs of my hair out, he’s scratching the crap out of my face, lips, and chest while nursing.This sweet, loving picture was taken right before I got kicked in the face. (Yes that’s my phone-I assure you, it’s not a common mealtime occurrence.)
My daughter still insists on being carried around all the time. I love the cuddles I get, and as long as she asks nicely, I’m happy to oblige. But let’s face it, she’s a huge toddler, and I’m a thirty-something mama with a back problem.
We still allow these things to take place. Why? Because it makes the kid happy. And that’s what we’re here for, right? To keep the ones we gave birth to happy as long as we have the power. Even if it means an extra aching back or a bloody lip.
Before I know it, I’ll be missing the scratches because we’re almost done nursing, and I’ll be wishing the little girl still wanted me to carry her.
So I will stop whining about it and appreciate the stages we’re at for today.
Do you let your kids beat you up? What’s their favorite game that may leave a mark on you?