However, if you ask me to describe my life then I would assure you that it is wonderful.
I might follow this realization by making an attribution error of…
- horrible = kids
- wonderful = myself
I don’t think that I’m the only one making this mistake.
What’s actually happening inside my head when I’m feeling “horrible?”
Horrible doesn’t happen until I’m stretched and decide to label my fatigue.
If I am rested then parenting is fatiguing. I become tired by the effort required to improve myself.
Perhaps, I am creating habits that make the not-horrible aspects of my life wonderful?
I’m not sure, we all love a good story and I might be fooling myself.
For the last five years, I have been working on:
- Yield Whenever Possible
- Say What You Want To Have Happen
Other than the last point, parenting hasn’t come naturally to me. Taking stock, I ask myself…
- Which emotional states did I reinforce today?
- How do the people that are close to me make me feel?
- Who is creating these feelings?