It seems like everytime we turn on the news, there is something awful happening somewhere in the world. Things have grown so bad, you don’t want your kids playing outside by themselves. You question everyone you meet. Etc. When I was a little kid, I used to play outside without adult supervision with my friends all the time. I rode my bike down the road to the gas station without a single thought. Now, I cannot even let my 7 year old step outside without me being right by her side. The world has become cruel.
Many parents are trying to toughen up their kids to face this dark cruel world. Trying to toughen up their kids for situations that could happen. How to handle the things that are going on. Playing the defense against the worlds in their teachings. However, it is not our job to toughen up our kids to face the cruel world. It is our job to raise kids who will make the world a little less cruel. We should play offense and teach our kids how to be innovative. How to be the reason the world gets better.
We can show our kids how to make the world less cruel by bringing back manners. There are so many kids these days that I see in stores who will run you down with the shopping cart without a single care in the world. Not even a single ‘excuse me’. Bring back the caring. Teaching them the importance of a helping hand. Teach them the concept of ‘karma’. I understand that people don’t like karma because its not in their ‘religion’ or they call it something else. I call it Karma. Those who need to put it into their christianity box would be ‘do unto others as you would have them do unto you’. Teach them that putting good out into the world brings good back to them. But don’t teach them to do for other in expectations for others to do good for them. That is where we get that entitled feeling. Instead teach them the importance of kindness.
It is our jobs to help our kids grow. We can either toughen them up where they only think about themselves, or we can raise them to change the world one kind act at a time.
Okay… So I was on Facebook yesterday morning and I saw this challenge that 3 writers from BuzzFeed decided to do. So I watched this 3 minute video about squats and I got to thinking. ‘Hey squats aren’t so hard’
So I decided that I am going to do this 30 day challenge. I am going to squat 100 times a day for 30 days. I mean squats are like the easier work outs that I’ve seen. At least when it comes to challenges. I mean have you tried to plank for any length of time. It is not easy.
Yesterday was day 1 of the challenge. I did all my 100 squats before 6 pm. See I decided since I am a mom and my kids usually have me busy or running around like a chicken with my head cut off, I would break the 100 down into 4 sets of 25. This way it would be easier for me to squeeze them in between whatever I gotta get done. (Moms will understand)
So by the time I had gotten my 100 done.. I was energized. I was happy. I wanted to do more things. So I danced around the living room with my girls to music we made up. I did 100 wall push ups. (Cause they’re easier on my wrists….they tend to pop a lot) I ran food to my brothers, then came home got a movie and a book and took it back to my brother to borrow and came back home.
Then I figured that when I went to sleep….. I would wake up unable to move.
Well today is day 2 and Surprisingly…. I wasn’t sore at all. I got up at my usual time to get my older kid dressed and was putting one foot in front of the other just like any other day. There was no tension in my leg muscles, there was no cringing look on my face. There was nothing…
That is until I started my first set of 25. Then I realized that there was some mild pain. But hey. I am committed to this challenge. Most of my fat is in my legs. So if this challenge will make any sort of change in my legs. It’ll be worth it.
I’ll keep you guys updated periodically on my journey over the next month.
Wish me luck
One thing they never tell you as a kid is that life is tough….well unless you have a tough childhood.
You see….my childhood wasn’t completely bad…honestly. I did experience abuse…starting from my dad when I was a baby and leading til my older brother stopped living with us…. Well I mean if you look at it now…certain people still try to use mental and emotional abuse against me… what they don’t realize is….I came out on the other side. I am stronger now… I don’t get suckered to easily… but I’m not completely healed. Sometimes I do get suckered.
Growing up with just my mom…. things were tight financially…pretty much all the time. There were many years where we didn’t celebrate Christmas, instead we got our gifts at Tax time. But even though we did have a tough time when I was little… I still think my mom is one of the strongest person I know.
Not everyone started their life in a tough manner. But as most kids become adults, they learn life is tough. Having a mental illness only makes life even harder. But although life is tough, you are tougher.
There is nothing easy about waking up every single day to fight the same demons that kept you up all night. Never let anyone tell you that your mental illness makes you weak. You are tough. You are strong. You are a fighter. I am a fighter. WE are fighters. Life might be tough, but so are we.
Lets break the stigma.