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Today I had a proud mom moment. Not because I did something courageous and brave. But simply because I helped my son from being β€œthat kid”.

I want so badly to raise Alijah and Aiden in the right way. I pray every morning that God would raise them up to be men after His heart. I pray that Chance and I would be examples to them in all we do. Every little thing! That we teach them how to be grateful. That we would teach them wrong from right, manners, kindness, love and all the things that many kids now and days lack.

This morning, after breakfast I took the boys to play at the park for a little bit before lunch and nap time. (My favorite time of day) Haha. Anyways, we have been teaching Alijah to use the potty and he has been doing an excellent job!! Except he tends to ignore the fact he has to go pee when he is having fun. That showed today while we were at the park.

When we got to the park there was a mom and her 3 kids already there playing. Two of her kids were older and the youngest was about Alijah’s age or a tad bit older. About five minutes in, Alijah comes up to me at the table I was sitting at and then just pees. Says nothing to me and looks down as the pee runs down his leg. Of course I said, Stop! Hold it! Alijah stop!! But obviously that did nothing, proven by the big wet circle on the front of his shorts.

I could have walked back to the house but that would mean packing up the boys, their juice cups, snacks and then having to fight them to get back in their little battery powered car and go back just to change Alijah.

So, what I did was took his shorts off, grabbed my tumbler of water and poured it on them. I poured just enough to darken the rest of his shorts. Problem solved.I was not going to let my kid be β€œthat kid” who got stared at or made fun of because he is in the process of LEARNING! I was not going to put my energy in a trip back home that was not really necessary. (I’m not the energizer bunny) Anyways, I was hesitant sharing this because I’m sure there may be some moms who would look down on me. Maybe, some moms who would think β€œshame on her!” But to be honest? I DON’T CARE!

As a mother you have to pick your battles. And I am here to say that we all fight different battles. We all live differently, think differently, discipline differently, teach differently. WE ARE ALL DIFFERENT. I believe that moms should be there for one another. Moms should be able to share their stories without being judged, scolded, shamed. Because the reality is no 2 moms are identical. My everyday life and choices I make will not be the same as the stay at home mom 2 houses down from me.

I let my kid have fun. I let him run around in wet shorts (mostly water) because accidents happen. And as soon as they tired themselves out, we headed back to the house and I gave them a nice warm bath. Today I was proud because I was able to win a small battle without having to fight a second one in the process. I made the choice because I am Alijah’s mother and I did what I felt was acceptable at the moment.

In the end, that is all that matters.

-Bianca

Soul & Honey

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